The Mini Bag

I have a mini bag which is special to me, it is small in size but big in memories.

Shimmering, shining, beads and stars make one small bag that’s meaningful to me.

The bag is like a photo bag shuffling through its pages, all stored in one small bag.

I made it in Braidwood, my favourite place to be with all the people that are close to me. Like my good friend’s mum, Tanja.

Tanja was bubbly, she was free, she was one of the most friendliest people I’d met. On her plark it said ‘Tanja Bubbles Anderson’. 

Tanja had a heart condition, her heart was fragile and sometimes found it hard to work, and we never thought that someday it would stop working. She died in 2006.

To me my bag is not whats special, it’s the story behind it the people I shared it with.

She lived for those she loved and those she loved will always remember.

Tanja Bubbles Anderson