Seeing my uncle last night reminded me that I had been carrying around a thank you card for a while.
I just wrote it out, and am taking it to the out-tray right now.
This is what I said:
Imagine my surprise when I opened the mailbox to find a package from you. It was the last thing I expected.
So, thank you, thank you, thank you for your thoughtfulness. I am touched that you remember how much value I place on having things that belonged to the women in our family.
I will most definitely make that rug, someday, with my great-grandmother's tools. When I do, I will send you a picture.
Once again, thanks for thinking of me.