Sweet Memories

I’ve been wanting to share a photo that my parents had of me in my crib with purses hanging from the crib post.  They were bags that my Grandma Buza gave to me and would always give to me everytime we would visit.  They were her church purses that she didn’t want anymore.  I believe she did that so she could buy more.   She was a shopper.   She would put a little make-up and nail polish in the bag for me to take home and play with.  She was always into glamour, skin care, exercise, clothes and always looking your best.  She was honest and some times tough, but always loving.  She was also an avid gardener.   I was so fortunate to inherit her very cool 70’s coats and hats, but mostly, a lot of her traits.  I miss her.  Kisangyalom – Hungarian for my little angel.


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