Some months after John died, I was small enough to wear his t-shirts. There were two themes – church and trains. Most didn't appear to have been worn. I enjoyed wearing them and always turned them inside out before washing them, wanting to protect the…  | By Anne Mehrling on August 25, 2024 | Some months after John died, I was small enough to wear his t-shirts. There were two themes – church and trains. Most didn't appear to have been worn. I enjoyed wearing them and always turned them inside out before washing them, wanting to protect the words and pictures. Fairly soon I was annoyed with turning them right side out again. The routine was to take the clothes from the dryer to the bed. That was fine for folding sheets and towels, but hanging up those t-shirts made my mouth turn down. Did it matter? It did to me! It took a few weeks to find a solution. I turned the shirts as I took them out of the dryer and tossed them on the pony wall in the laundry room. When everything else was in the laundry basket, I put the shirts on top, and there they were, ready to hang up with no hassle! It was such a simple thing, and yet it brings me joy. The next time I ask myself if something matters, I hope to pay attention and do something to make the situation better. | | | |  | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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