My dearest tote bag:
Did I ever tell you? You are the sweetest tote of all. Your ample pocket, luscious straps, and single vertical stripe make me weak in the knees. When I cobbled you together those many years ago, I had no idea what effect you would still have on me.
Have I become rough with you of late? I do throw you around thoughtlessly at times I know. And yes, I load you down with far too many responsibilities. For that I am very sorry my sweet one. But let me gently ask you this. Isn’t that your job?
The rumours circulating about me are true, sadly. Other bags have held my junk in moments of weakness. But they’ve been put in their place again, I promise. I simply could not carry on without you, my dear. No matter how many totes come and go, you’ll always be the old bag for me.
And a note to you dear reader for being there yesterday. Thank you for taking the time to care for a wounded internet friend. I won’t soon forget your compassion, encouragement and sweet words of wisdom. You rock. Hugs and kisses to you. ♥
Just found out I’m featured on Craft Zine today. Oh how I love happy endings! Thank you sweet Sister Diane!