How precious is a gift received from a grandchild because they love you? This necklace of glass and beads was very touching. It isn't expensive. It isn't flawless. But
in her eyes it took on a special meaning and she knew it had to be mine. Why, I asked
her. Because it looked like you, Nana. How can you reason with that! I love it. I wear it. It has shape and form and texture and eye appeal. I am careful to put it away so it won't get broken when it's not in use. It was given in joy and love. And that is why I call it Art from the heart.