THINGS AT HOME: "Threads of Love in a Cookie Jar"

In a tin of cookies that used to be so wonderful, We would come across a hidden gem, there are no sweets within, but rather our mothers' affection in every drawer. Needles, spools of thread, buttons, Carefully gathered, akin to priceless gems, sewing fantasies, a box of wonders, lovingly and carefully sewn.

With optimistic eyes, we would remove the lid, expecting cookies or a delightful surprise, but what we discovered was our mothers' gentle touch everywhere. Because their stories intertwined inside that box, With all of their hearts,the affection of a mother, spread like needles.