Wednesday, 11 August 2010 -- Day 234 (247)

It's there at the bottom of my tennis bag. That's where I always keep it, but I haven't needed it much this summer. Tonight, sweat dripping while playing tennis w/ Maddy, I remembered it was there at the bottom of my bag. Mom helped Maddy make it for me a couple of summers ago when Maddy stayed w/ her and Dad for a week. A week at Grandma Miller's always involved trips to the library, Vacation Bible School, swimming, and a sewing project. The sewing project that now sat in the bottom of my tennis bag involved sewing some red, white, and blue, fabric tennis rackets onto a white terry cloth towel. Tonight was the first time I used this towel since Mom passed away. It was fitting that Maddy was w/ me so she could point out which of the tennis rackets Mom sewed on first to show her how to do it. I never knew that until tonight sitting on a bench at the tennis court w/ my Maddy May. I realized that Mom was sitting there w/ us too. W/o her we wouldn't have been there sitting on that bench, and we wouldn't have anything w/ which to wipe our faces.