My mom passed away suddenly in a "freak" accident in 2002. It was the single, most devastating thing that has ever happened in my life. She was more than a mother, she was my best friend. She was the most talented and creative person I've ever known. Luckily, I got a little bit of that from her but I could never even come close to her creativity. She was also the most giving person in the world. Many years ago, I'd guess about 25 she made me this gingerbread house. She would sometimes make entire gingie villages, you can see a prior post I made earlier below: Don't know why I can't get it to insert the actual link.
I have had this gingerbread house boxed up for many years as I just knew that from our move that it could in no way be intact. I cringed to even look inside the box as I knew it would probably be dust. You cannot imagine my surprise when I got it out this past weekend (finally got up the nerve)and it was in very good shape, other than the icing looks more like caramel now, a snowman's and deer's heads were broken off and a window was missing. I got out the old super glue and went to town (the window was beyond fixing as it was so fragile) and I am very happy with the result. I hope to be able to decorate with this gingie house for many years to come. Who knew that candy and gingerbread would hold together so well? Check out the sidewalk made out of Teaberry chewing gum. Remember that gum? Was my fave! I feel blessed!