Wednesday, March 9, 2011


It's funny the things that come to mind when relaxing in a nice warm shower. The other day, I had finished showering and was drying off when I became aware of a gathering of lint in the floor of the shower. Now, I don't know about you, but, I remember when towels did not shed when in use. Of course, that was when towels were made in the USA out of cotton that was grown, milled and made into fabric in the USA. Then I got to thinking about a dress that my mother bought for my older sister that was passed down to me and then to my oldest sister's daughter and then to my next sister's daughter. We all had a school picture taken in that dress. I don't know, do little girls dresses that you can buy now make it through four little girls and still be good enough for dress up picture day at school? Then I thought to myself, I wish I had a copy of those pictures. It made me sad to realize once again that those pictures along with everything else my mother had when she passed away are lost to me forever.

Now that realization started me thinking about my own stuff, most of which has little or no monetary value. I sometimes think how much I would love to touch something that my mother or grandmother touched and held dear. I'm probably more sentimental then some of you reading this, but, I would hope that some of my kids or grandkids would take care of my stuff, but most of all that they would be willing to share with one another. I would hate to think that any one of them would be selfish and want to hang onto all my stuff for theirself. If any of you do end up with my things, at least take care of them. Best I can find out, nobody even knows what happened to my mothers pictures, jewelry, etc. I hope I never run into them in an antique store, I'd really be mad.

Maybe I place to much importance on my stuff. I don't know that I think it is especially important, I just think the memories that are connected with things that we remember from our childhood at grandma's house are important. The memories, the connection, not the stuff. Do you understand what I mean?

Anyway kids, I know that I can count on all of you to make me proud. I have a wonderful family and that is more important then any amount of stuff. I'm beginning to babble now, so I'll end this post.