On the tree top
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
And down will come baby
Cradle and all!
As we plan to sell the house, we are busily gathering things
up and either tossing or packing them for storage. And so one morning, while I was about to leave for a
container of milk, TLW (The Little Woman) says: “When you come back I have
something to show you.”
On the kitchen table lays a bunch of christening clothes,
and the air is becoming heavy with sadness. Being curious I decide to put off
my chore and listen to what she had to say.
Picking up a set of white tiny clothing, she says: “Now this
is Michael’s christening outfit!” holding them up and then putting them down
and goes on to say: “And this is Anthony’s”, and suddenly a flood of memories
are coming back to me. By now she is fanning herself and on the verge of tears!
I suddenly go into hysterics as I watch her fight back tears
and fans herself about some beautiful old memories. “These are Joseph’s” and then
holding up a dress, beautifully done by my sister-in-law Maureen with some
intricate embroidery that can only come from love and a good heart for her
sister. She had made a christening dress and a beautiful embroider dress for my
daughter Ellen. But there is more, there are blankets knitted by my mother and
other outfits including a blanket Mom made for Michael because he was a winter
baby.
You don’t seem to realize how beautiful the times are when
you live through them. They come and go and all too much are taken for granted,
or go by one because we are so busy with other things and then we store them
away, and forget them.
I look at the beautiful dresses that Maureen made for my
daughter Ellen and the blankets and christening outfits Mom made, kept for all
eternity it seems, and I see the wonderful love that comes from that, the long
hours and the value, that I am appraising in terms of the goodness that should
be in all of us for all times.
We will keep these wonderful treasures and maybe TLW will
take them out once in a while and enjoy the memories, with or without tears.
I hope you too have some keepsakes and memories to evoke a tear from your heart, about the babies and those that were so thoughtful!
2 comments:
where are two going to move to? Because wherever you go I will follow.
Now that's a scary thought isn't it?
Maybe you should visit the hobby shop?
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