I found this on the web while searching for poetry for a scrapbook of memories of my mother who passed away recently. While things are just that, "things"; I find that those "things" seem to mean more once the one who had them is no longer there. I have found it to be especially true in my case where my relationship with her was estranged for the last years of her life. I had just recently begun to rebuild our relationship and it ended all to soon before what I wanted to say had been said. It makes me sad, that I never made the first move to rekindle a love I had known for so many years and lost due to misunderstood facts. So now, the things she left behind will become a memory book to share with all of her children, grandchildren, great grandchildren and on and on for as long as the pages last or world keeps on turning.
I just had to share this with all of those who love vintage "things". Everything we touch leaves an emotional mark on someone and tho they are just "things", they are not just "things" to those who lived the memories.
Old Things are More Beautiful
(Clay Harrison)
Old things are more beautiful
than many things brand new
Because they bring fond memories
of things we used to do.
Old photographs in albums,
love letters tied with lace
Recapture those old feelings
that new ones can't replace.
Baby shoes, a Teddy bear,
a ring that grandma wore,
Are treasures waiting there behind
a door marked "Nevermore".
Old things are more beautiful,
more precious day-by-day.
Because they are the flowers
we planted yesterday.
Thanks for stopping by.
Jean @ Ruby Door Designs
2 comments:
Oh Jean,
I'm so sorry to hear about the loss of your mother. I feel, no matter what wasn't said, your mother knew, never doubting, her love for you and your love for her.
I've always believed as you do, that the little things are what builds memories. There's not much that I still have from childhood, but I do possess love letters from my father, (whom I never met) written to my mother before they were married.. He passed away before I was 2 yrs. old, so I hold tightly to any story my mother will tell about him, a photo, and his letters, which to me are priceless.
Thank you so much for your sweet comment on my blog, I look forward to getting to know you better, you have to be awesome!!!! because your daughter is!!!! I didn't just discover a talented designer, I met a great person and friend.
Of course your web boutique is gorgeous! I stopped by and made a purchase today, loooove the roses.
Stop by my blog anytime Jean, I would love to add you to my blog "Favs" if you agree.
In friendship,
Michelle
Mom, That was beautiful. I think Gramma knew too, don't think she didn't. Grampa would kick her butt if he knew you two weren't talking. So now... Grampa's kicking her butt and she's kicking it too!
I Love You
Kari
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