On Friday, September 2nd I lost one the most important people to me in the whole world, my nanny Rosanna (Rose) Frances Carter. My nan was 86 years old and one of the toughest cookies I have ever known. In her 86 years she raised nine children, survived cancer, diabetes and triple bypass surgery. She loved the colour pink, costume jewelry, painted nails, cracking a good joke, playing a game of bingo and making crafts whether knitted, crocheted, embroidered, tole painted or beaded.
I most definately inherited my crafty genes from my nan and always loved my visits with her when I would look through her creations, we would make things together and she would attempt to teach me how to knit or embroider (skills that I never quite caught onto). I am so grateful that the past two summers I had the opportunity to spend some time with her down at her craft shack and help her organize and sell her beaded jewelry and crafts.
Nan, I love you more than every bead in your collection and cherish every moment we shared.