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...(and what a ride it was)
Exciting Happenings at KSpirit Cases!
New Products!!!
I love it when we find new things to add. It is amazing how a single block of wood can be carved into something so beautiful. So here it is, a line of cases ranging from 22.50 and up! In the next few days we will be showcasing Heart-Shaped boxes in a variety of sizes to fit any gift need. Baby boxes and Graduation themes and any thing else you could dream up... And I thought the Military Case was fun!...
The new variety of cases makes for the perfect bridal party gift or keepsakes for many occasions. Just imagine a solid wood heart box that can hold your bridal party earrings or ribboned bird seed packets. Step it up a notch with personalized engraving on your cases. Now that's a keepsake.
Big smiles
)Kim
Check it out! www.kspiritcases.com
Welcome
Our blog site offers suggestions and ideas to customize your KSpirit Case. From time to time we will highlight our New Products or Designs. We also will offer "Occasion Suggestions" for which to use a KSpirit Case, as well as, sharing thoughts and experiences through postings on our site. Your sure to find some wonderful stories and Great Ideas!
A little about KSpirit Cases, LLC
The very first KSpirit Case was given as a heart-felt gesture in a time of loss: A beautiful box that could reflect on the outside the feelings of love and friendship written on the cards inside. The idea seemed like a wonderful alternative to the typical plants or flowers. For me, as well as the recipients of the case, it became something so much more, the handwritten cards being placed in the box weren’t of condolences but of joyful living memories - something the family could take with them.
It quickly became the gift of choice for friends and family not only at funerals, but Weddings, Baby Showers, Retirements, Any occasion. The gift of sharing memories, the imprints of our lives, in an heirloom quality case became the focus in creating our company.
Sue and I have been friends for, let's just say, a lot of years, we have shed a few tears along the way but laughed even more. I wouldn't even venture to guess how many pots of coffee we've been through! Creating our company has truly been an endeavor from the heart – as strong and beautiful, individual and unique, as our 25 years of friendship.
Thank you for visiting our site today and don't forget to stop by the blog for ideas, suggestions or to find out what's new with KSpirit Cases! We look forward to creating something special with you!
Wishing you generations of cherished memories!
Kim & Sue
Olympia's Poem
A few years ago I was blessed to meet a great man, John . Meeting his family was something special with all their "traditions" and personalities. Their closeness touched me as they openly embraced me and welcomed me into their family. I had the pleasure of traveling to Texas to visit with John's parents on several occasions, enjoying every moment I spent with Olympia and "Pop" as he is lovingly known... When Olympia passed away earlier this month the loss was clear, but more than the sense of loss there was an uplifting feeling of life, of love, and of the impressions she made on all of those who knew her. John's niece, Morgan, wrote a beautiful poem to her grandma Olympia when she found out she was sick. Morgan was able to share her thoughts with her grandma before she passed and Olympia kept her special tribute from Morgan in the nightstand beside her bed. Today, I would like to share Morgan's poem with you, it is definitely a memory for Olympia's KSpirit Case.... I hope you enjoy it.
Thank you Morgan Carricarte for allowing us to share your beautiful tribute to your Grandma, Olympia Carricarte, and the whole Carricarte family.
Grandma Carricarte
By Morgan Carricarte
Memories are indestructible despite sickness and health
They cannot be tampered with or even dealt.
Much like love, they are not tangible but are without a doubt free
Infinite amounts, there will always be
Such love and memories result from past experiences and thoughts
Like Sandy, the dog, frantically sniffing visitors to embarking in late night talks
Grandma’s house was the house to be
From no age at all, to the age of 16
A cliché statement would suggest
A ‘Grandma’s house’ like all the rest
Homemade cookies and Thanksgiving dinners
Ancient board games with losers and winners
I wouldn’t be lying when I say
That Grandma’s house was slightly cliché
We endured recipes and dyed Easter eggs
We talked about boys and shaving our legs
I introduced her to a new generation
Stealing her from Jazz to enter the Pop sensation
Although there was no point in listening to the radio in the car
Because we shared family gossip on trips near and far
She and I shopped, every year, for my Father- Daughter Dance dress
At a time when I only had her son to impress
And when we got home and were still sharing a clothes- connection
She would let me enter one of her six closets and try on her collection
Her clothes were innumerable and most times out-dated
But that didn’t stop us from the fun we created
And after that we would find a picture album or share a story
Possibly about Dad when he was little or there would be a visit from Aunt Lori
Her neighbors were always around for a regular invasion
But none of this was possible without Grandma in the equation
Small children came to visit to see “Linda and Lou”
The door was always open and to walk in, one just knew
Grandma’s relationship with Sandy was one of the best
“Louie call the dog” she would often express
Anytime the dog would walk on the kitchen floor and “tippy tap”
It was sure to push Grandma to an immediate snap
Many- a- dog called 11 California Avenue a home
In the fenced in backyard they would roam
Every once in a while they might walk by
The ‘radiation birdbath’ that stood quite high
My brother, Louis, named it due its lack birds willing to stop
Grandma just laughed and blamed it on Pop-Pop
Louis also favored Grandma’s cheese tray
Rubbermaid from the 60’s holding cheeses and crackers that lay
This talk of food brings me the kitchen next,
My train of thought is obvious, I do digress.
One time we experimented and tried to make “flan”
Nothing rhymes with that, but I will go on
Somehow the recipe card from 1966
Called for twelve eggs to add to the mix
Needless to say that flan was quite goopy
It restored our request for a gelatin and turned out rather soupy
Chocolate donuts in the fridge was quite key
When Louis and I would spend the night, the second shelf they would be
With the apple juice she bought just for us
And the dinner left-overs when, once again, she made way too much
Thanksgiving was the holiday when Grandma would shine
She set up a beautiful table, her seat always next to mine
One year I learned what a charger was,
A decorative plate beneath your real one, just because
Also, I loved having a salt and pepper shaker all to my own
And staying with Grandma even after my parents went home
She would watch the News in the den
And fight the clock to stay up past ten,
In the mornings though, you could trust her to be up
In her pink sweat suit drinking out of her pale-blue coffee cup
She would clip coupons or write on the calendar,
She noted everyone’s birthday, even people that lived before her
I would watch her from the couch of silky white
That one wouldn’t dare to put shoes on, to ruin its delight
Despite my family’s location she and Pop-Pop were sure to visit
Tennessee, Maryland, Pennsylvania, there was no limit
But the constant, indeed, was their white-paneled home
With the 70’s mirror and a cord on the phone
The house itself holds different memories for everyone
But I, myself, recall memories of only fun
Ultimately, where Grandma lives has no bearing
On the love and memories that we will always be sharing
She is a special person to all of us, in our own unique way
At times, it is indescribable, I must say.
This is not intended to advocate a longing for the past
But, instead, a reminder that time went so fast
Growing up I watched Grandma be a great sister, friend, mother, and wife
And with admiration toward her she has shaped much of my life
