While going through Mom's possessions we have discovered so many old and beloved items. Her cedar chest which was always at the foot of her bed like a faithful pet. Growing up we looked at some of the things in it but never really appreciated them. Occassionally she would open it to take something out and show us. It was 'old stuff' and meant little to us.
Now it is all so precious. We discovered her wedding veil, now sixty plus years old. Embroidered pillowcases, hand crocheted doilies, floral table cloths. Many of the items were her wedding gifts. My sister, Sandy's baby sweater that matches the outfit she is wearing in a photo at six months old is here.
How sad I am that Mom cannot share these stories with us now. Why didn't we sit down with her and listen about the beautiful treasures she held dear? Like a Ghost Town they wait for her return.
