Laced with Love


A generation ago, her family left their homeland.

A new life in a new country.

Today, her generation was returning.

For her entire life, she’d watched the aged hands of her Grandmother as they twisted and knotted threads to make beautiful lace. All the while, her Grandmother had told her stories of the homeland so far from the country and city where they now lived. Grandmother had told of the castle that overlooked the world. One day, she had vowed, she would see that castle of dreams and marry her prince.

Today, as she stood in the castle tower and looked out at the world, she smiled a smile that came from her very soul. Today, she remembered each and every story as her fingers gently glided over the treasured lace. Today, she would wear the wedding gown her Grandmother had so lovingly labored to make. Today, she would marry her Prince.

wc: 152

My humblest apologies for going over the word count this week by 2.  “What Pegman Saw” is a grand writing adventure taken via Google maps. It is hosted each week at: . The goal is to write a 150 word or less story that corresponds with the location of the week, taken from either the street view, or google images. If you care to join us on the adventure, feel free to follow the link!


Author’s Note: Sometime back, I was looking for a lace-making video for another form of lace, when I ran across this video series on how to make Armenian Needle Lace. I have often seen such laces in the antique stores and always admired it’s intricate details. I am easily fascinated by such “lost arts”. I haven’t tried it, yet… always and ever forgetting to take my needles and thread with me when I go out for internet. So, today, when I saw Pegman was taking us to Armenia, I just couldn’t resist writing a story about lace. My own Grandmother was fond of crochet and I learned the craft from her. I still have a small doily she made that I carried wrapped around my bouquet at my own wedding to my “Prince’.  So, just in case you might be interested in learning an old, beautiful craft, here’s a Youtube Video for you …



20 thoughts on “Laced with Love

  1. I’m reminded of the scene in the 2002 film “My Big Fat Greek Wedding where Toula (Nia Vardalos) is with her mother and grandmother on the eve of Toula’s wedding. It was a wonderful multigenerational moment filled his history and tradition.

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    • And I do love making lace, myself, you’re right there. There is such a history within the threads. I love finding old pieces at antique stores and attempt to remake the same pattern with new threads… in a way, to continue the tradition. Armenian lace… I gotta learn it, now, too! 🙂

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  2. What a delightful warm story you’ve written, Jelli. I love that she’s marrying her prince in a lace dress made for her by her grandmother. I can almost see the old lady smiling down at her from heaven!

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  3. I love these lost arts too — not to do myself, as I haven’t the patience or skill, but to admire from others! I like how you wove it in (pun not intended) to the story about returning to the homeland; nice touch.

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