Taylored Memorial Creations

  My new daily routine was to put pee pads down before I left for work and clean up the mess when I came home at night.             This was my new normal until I moved, within the next month. Moving was one of many decisions I was forced to make since my husband passed away five months prior.             I worked a full-time job with a 40-minute commute one way. My jack russell terrier, Rocky, now spends the entire day alone in our apartment. He was a mighty little canine, but his bladder was not. This particular day the landlord wanted to show the apartment during the day. I wanted to allow it because he had been nice enough to allow me to break my one-year lease. We were two months into the new lease when it happened…cardiac arrest.             But I wasn’t sure what to do with Rocky, and any potential “messes” he might make during the day.             I tried to find someone to watch Rocky, but none of his normal “sitters” were available. My boss suggested I bring him to

        When Brenda first asked me if I would make her a bear from her mom’s hand-crocheted potholders, my first thought was, “of course! I’ll do my best!”             Why? Because this is exactly what I want to be doing. To help people journey through grief and remember their loved one by turning some of their possessions into memorable items.             My second thought, “I have never done something like this, and with something so precious! A handmade item. Something you can’t get back again if you mess it up.”             Years ago, I made a teddy bear from my late husband’s Scoutmaster shirt. It was difficult, but I made it and it was adorable! I gifted it to his parents. They loved it!             I made that with his one and only Scoutmaster shirt. But it was my shirt to ruin. And if it didn’t work out, honestly, no one would know if I didn’t tell them! 😊             But this, this was different. The only bear I created was the Scoutmaster teddy bear. And I do n