Monday, January 4, 2010
1914....January 4...Monday
96 years ago my grandma wrote from Dundee, Scotland.....January 4......"A very quiet Sunday..Rose at eleven..wrote letters...spilled ink on the tablecloth and read too...Miss B.B. came in at 5:30 p.m...accompanied her to shop...came home again at 8:00 p.m...went out west to meet Retta and came in together..C @ I had supper and read after...We are now about to retire for the night...It is rainy and cold tonight."..........wow, almost a hundred years have gone by and still..we read ..do the same things..we take tea... visit ..enjoy company....we love .. have friends.. fall in love..we laugh... we cry tears of pain...we care , feel helpless , feel joy and happiness....are heart and soul is the same now...as a thousand years ago and three thousand years ahead...all of us are special ,wanted and precious....today I wrote love in the snow on a car hood..someone will see it ..feel blessed.....May the Father God of our Universe Bless and Keep you and give you a PEACE in your sleep .. in your morning ....wherever you might be...KNOW you ARE PRECIOUS....like the rarest jewel in the world...like the sand on the great Sea...HE KNOWS YOUR NAME
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Memories so special and precious. Many of them cuddled with my Grandmother feeling loved,special,safe and warm. WIth her breath on my hair,the touch of her hand,the rise and fall of her chest and the beat of her heart. She would call me her Mgee or buckaroo and tell me stories of the farm and her life. There I would rest against her and awaken with the most dreamy feeling. Now I try to pass those loving memories on to my own grandchildren,but do they hear me will they remember me with the same respect and adoration, only time will tell.............
ReplyDeleteyour thoughts are extremely precious and pondering will be wise...you are absolutely irreplaceable and a rare light shining forth in our world...a thought will be there for you to think on...i have no wisdom...AT ALL..however...I may have an ant size thought..to comfort
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