Feeling nostalgic at Easter

When I finished college and was searching for a job I moved to west to Seattle and was absolutely broke. Around Easter my sweet sister came to visit. When we were window shopping at Pike Place market I found a pair of mugs I loved, but passed on them because mugs were not in my budget. Dayna said “I’d love to get them for you”. I was 22 and she was 23 and they are my favorites because they are full of love, classic terra cotta covered with a thick glaze that overheats in the microwave and they are now chipped in may places, worn and loved. I don’t use them for beverages anymore, one holds my colored pencils and the other my thin colored markers. I think of Dayna every day ❤️