Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Sweet Memories
The holidays are always filled with thoughts of loved ones and friends - it just seems inevitable. Some years bring incredible tragedies to those you know. Other years see the passing of time as loved ones who have journeyed long on this earth begin their eternal journey. This year has brought both to my life.
As my holiday preparations and daily life have been underway in recent days, I have come face to face with reality and sweet memories.
An old friend's eight year old son tragically dies. My breathe is taken away. My own children seem even more precious - the gift is cherished even more.
My Aunt's handwriting is found in a cookbook. My Grandmother's candy recipes are highlighted with a pink highlighter. The memories are sweet - the sorrow still remains.
My husband's Grandma passes away yesterday. Today my laundry includes a crocheted doily she made - the grief is new, but the memories are sweet.
I am purposeful about surrounding myself with memories. This week, I think I will be more mindful of how precious and sweet they truly are.
simple faith
The holidays are always filled with thoughts of loved ones and friends - it just seems inevitable. Some years bring incredible tragedies to those you know. Other years see the passing of time as loved ones who have journeyed long on this earth begin their eternal journey. This year has brought both to my life.
As my holiday preparations and daily life have been underway in recent days, I have come face to face with reality and sweet memories.
An old friend's eight year old son tragically dies. My breathe is taken away. My own children seem even more precious - the gift is cherished even more.
My Aunt's handwriting is found in a cookbook. My Grandmother's candy recipes are highlighted with a pink highlighter. The memories are sweet - the sorrow still remains.
My husband's Grandma passes away yesterday. Today my laundry includes a crocheted doily she made - the grief is new, but the memories are sweet.
I am purposeful about surrounding myself with memories. This week, I think I will be more mindful of how precious and sweet they truly are.
simple faith
Labels: Ponderings