A letter to my mum's shirt
I “took” it from my mum (I’m not sure if it’s technically a present if you ask someone for it). She has had it forever. There even are pictures from my childhood where my mum is wearing that shirt. I’m pretty sure she mentioned she was wearing it while expecting me. So really … this shirt has been around in this world longer than I have.
I moved to the UK straight after finishing school and there is this odd feeling when you go back home to visit after a long time and you start seeing everything previously so familiar in a new light of appreciation. By that time the shirt was in my mum’s “clothes for gardening” pile, but it seemed just too hip to be left there … I took it with me and have worn it ever since.