It’s so nice to have reminders of them, isn’t it?
My dad was an artist and a sculptor, though not well-known except in our little part of the world. My basement is currently overwhelmed with his and my mother’s belongings and artwork. I can’t bring myself to go through it just yet. I try, but it’s too overwhelming right now.
Cyber hugs to you...
I lost my mother suddenly...let’s see ... it will be two years ago Jan. 4. It was bad because she was in an assisted living place near me and they found her. We had to move her belongings out quickly and three of the four of us adult children were there to do it. Of course, it was snowing like crazy. I stepped out for a cigarette and looked down at the crisp white snow and there was a laminated card. I picked it up and read it. It says: “Where there is Faith there is Love. Where there is Love there is Peace. Where there is Peace there is God. Where there is God there is no need.” I turned it over and on the back in her writing it says, “Love Nancy.”