Thank you so much, Mom! Can I get you lunch again to "pay" you?
This coat was part of the warm-up sweats from the basketball team that my friend and I managed in high school. Her nickname was "Mouse." But a few months after we got these, she was in a nasty car accident and the coat had to be cut off and was disposed of as medical waste (she had a broken arm, a broken leg, and a gash on her forehead, but fortunately nothing more serious). That was eleven years ago, and she mentioned to me this summer that she wished she still had her coat. I had almost gotten rid of mine shortly before that, since I haven't used it in a while. So I asked Mom to embroider her name on a patch and sew it over mine ("Siff"). And conveniently, her birthday is in a couple weeks!
Ahhh....that is sweet. She is gonna cry when she opens her gift.
I left the "Siff" in the jacket. You can see it from the inside. That way Mouse will always know you are close to her heart in friendship.