823 days ago
I’ve been at my mom’s home all week cleaning out all of her things. (My mom died on February 28, 2006) I was struck by how many things one collects during a lifetime. I never realized how many things my mom saved from our youth. She had drawings galore, photos a plenty, and many a letter written to and from our family. It made me think of many things, including how I’ve gotten away from writing real letters. Almost all of my correspondence is done through email, and I don’t usually save it. Wow how profound it was to be able to read a letter written by my older sister to my grandmother one week prior to her premature death. It made me realize how much my future grandchildren are missing by not having a written record of life. A written record of the life of our family, mom’s, dads, and the rest. I even found out that my mom had an older sister who died in childhood. Someone I never knew. I resolved to sit down and tell my son about my childhood.. the good, bad, and funny. History is part of any future. For those that read this.. sit down with your mom, dad and grannies. Learn as much about their life as possible.. one day it will be too late to ask why did you have that blue sparkly eyeshadow in your bathroom? Did you actually wear that color somewhere in public? Who was Aunt Donna? Why do you need 750 types of ribbon?
I know this is a weird blog.. I guess its just a weird day.
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