tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7941085752213489885.post6626412261297108188..comments2023-12-11T10:47:10.970-08:00Comments on Raquel Margaret Carter: Diary | Why A Victorian Christmas And My Daily Thoughts This WeekRaquel Margaret Carterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09812612528662098774noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7941085752213489885.post-59871022403008811012019-12-12T15:00:39.122-08:002019-12-12T15:00:39.122-08:00Oh my! A lemonade serving set! I am dying to see t...Oh my! A lemonade serving set! I am dying to see that, I bet it is fabulous... I do love making gifts, and that's truly the reason for my lack of posting. Lots of hand making... but it's ever so much fun! Thank you for sharing... Love RaquelxxxRaquel Margaret Carterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09812612528662098774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7941085752213489885.post-73457124014616731302019-12-09T10:13:40.948-08:002019-12-09T10:13:40.948-08:00I still have my hope chest at the young age of 49....I still have my hope chest at the young age of 49. It was given to me by my mom and my grandfather made it for her back in the 1940s. Currently it holds old quilts, old baby clothes, and a lemonade serving set that belonged to my great great aunt. It's so delicate, I'm afraid to use it! :) My husband and I don't have any children (only fur babies) so one day I may pass along the hope chest to a young second cousin.<br /><br />I look forward to seeing your Christmas posts. There is just something so special about a handmade gift. The time, thought, and care put into it is simply priceless.AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7941085752213489885.post-90287433318581168392019-12-08T09:33:09.867-08:002019-12-08T09:33:09.867-08:00Kimberly, I know the feeling. Isn't it wonderf...Kimberly, I know the feeling. Isn't it wonderful to feel joy and happiness with the most simplest thing such a piece of wallpaper! I love how you highlight the parts of the post that resonate with you. Oh my! 8 children! how glorious!Raquel Margaret Carterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09812612528662098774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7941085752213489885.post-57963936318092676982019-12-05T06:51:18.477-08:002019-12-05T06:51:18.477-08:00What glorious wallpaper! When I cannot afford a de...What glorious wallpaper! When I cannot afford a delicious wallpaper for a room, or even one wall, one roll can do the back of a closet and I'm continually surprised at how much joy that brings, that little pop of beauty when one opens the closet door. <br /><br />Yes, the feeling of our nearest and dearest not "getting" us can ruffle our feathers for sure. I usually start by bristling (just in my head, mind you) "weren't you listening at ALL to me?" But the antidote to those thoughts is always humility: there arise examples where I don't "get" them, either. And it's usually not because I wasn't listening. More because we are different humans and our minds work differently and we feel differently about the same situations.<br /><br />I handed down my hope chest to one of my daughters. Another daughter has her grandmother's, another her great-grandmother's, and the fourth daughter still needs a hope chest so she currently "hope-chests" (new verb) into boxes in the garage! It's a hard road being #7 out of 8 children ;)Kimberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06915296389588265724noreply@blogger.com