I have a cousin who likes to sew things.
She works mostly in felt and always hand stitches everything.
During a visit to my mum in hospital, she showed off a coin purse she had made for me.
For no other reason than she could (make it, not show it off).
Apparently my mum was delighted with it
and made all the right noises of approval …
… she then handed back to my cousin, paused and said,
“Ruth’s favourite colours are pink and purple.”
The day after mum passed away, my cousin sat with me, my aunt and uncle,
her hands busy while we talked, laughed and cried
and kept her promise to make me one in the ‘right’ colours.