Each One Has A Story To Tell

I just got my third vaccine, and the first two I had mild symptoms after, but this one I felt lousy for a couple days.  So, this post will be a quiet one with a little nostalgia from the past.

Last week, my son brought me some cream filled wafers.  When I saw them, I instantly thought about a dear friend who used to give these to my family at Christmastime.  C was always so generous and used to buy the kids many toys and goodies - the kids loved it, and whenever I brought gifts home and told them they were from C, they always got excited.  Jess actually thought she was aunt C, until I told her one day that she was my sister-in-law's mom, but we all still thought of her as part of our family as well.  She was a wonderful woman, and I've been thinking of her lately since my son brought me these same wafers that she used to gift me for so many years.

I've had my grandmother's antique candle holders for a long time, and I've been wanting to get some candles that fit for them.  It's hard to find the tapers anymore, but one day I came across them.  So, I cleaned up my grandmother's candle holders, and lit the tapers, and placed them on my Mom's plate.  They look nice sitting on my kitchen table.

"We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away.  And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there."

~Pascal Mercier

 I came across this heart box many years ago at an antique shop, and fell in love with it.  I always wondered who it belonged to and the story behind it.

I love the lid on it, so much detail and very pretty.

We all live in the present, with our busy lives and jumbled schedules, but I like to go into the past from time to time and appreciate the ones who were here before us.  They are the teachers, and the sensible women and men who have shown us endurance, courage, patience, and love, and who paved an easier path for us to walk.

"The past beats inside of me like a second heart."

~John Banville

When I used to visit my mother-in-law in the mountains, she had so many things around her house to look at.  I remember going in her bedroom and having talks and noticing the sweetest little porcelain girl with piano sitting on her dresser.  I always loved this little figurine.  No one seems to know where it is, but I hope someday someone will discover it, it was the cutest thing.  I used to take piano lessons for a short time when I was young, and although I'm not good at it, I still know a couple songs.

All these little treasures I have I will pass on to my children.  Nel loves old things, and Jess is starting to appreciate them also.  My son enjoys the stories behind them.  Each one has a story to tell, doesn't it?  This belonged to my mom - I thought it looked cool, cause it's made out of marble granite.  I think I'll give it to Nel, it reminds me of something she'd like.  ; )

  ~Sheri