Since then my mom and her two sisters have been taking turns going out to spend the evenings with my Grandpa. He suffers from dimensia and loosing his life time companion has been hard for him. Grandpa would love to sit and talk to you for hours about growing up and working for the railroad but his short term memory has suffered a lot. It is hard to look into someones eyes knowing that they recognize you, they know that they should be able to recall your name, but nothing comes to them.
Growing up I remember when my Grandpa built his work shed in his back yard. It was his own bit of space to do whatever he wanted, even if it was to sit there and not work on anything. He loved showing it off and how he had organized it, if there was a project going on he would definitley take you back to see it. This card is for my Grandpa and is designed after one of the many things that reminds me of him......a little red shed.
Lift the opposite side of the ruler up and as the stickers start to touch the paper use your finger to press down the tops of the stickers, then carefully pull the ruler away and press the rest of the sticker down firmly. It is as simple as that. The letters are all on there but look a little wind blown or crocked from the door opening and closing.