>> >> Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends
>> lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt
>> and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and
>> dish-towel in the other. It was the time for fixing things. A curtain >> rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress.
>> Things we keep. >> >> It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that >> re-fixing, eating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste
>> meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be
>> more. >>
>> But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the
>> warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that
>> sometimes there isn't any more. >>
>> Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes
>> away...never to return. So... While we have it... it's best we love it...
>> And care for it.... And fix it when it's broken..... And heal it when
>> it's sick. >> >>
>> This is true... For marriage.... And old cars.... And children with
>> bad report cards..... Dogs and cats with bad hips.... And aging
>> parents.... And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it,
>> because we are worth it. Some things we keep. Like a best friend that
>> moved away or a classmate we grew up with. >> >>
>> There are just some things that make life important, like people we
>> know who are special.... And so, we keep them close! >>
>> I received this from someone who thinks I am a 'keeper', so I've sent
>> it to the people I think of in the same way... Now it's your turn to send
>> this to those people that are 'keepers' in your life. Send it back to the >> person that sent it to you if they too are a keeper. >>
>> Good friends are like stars.... You don't always see them, but you
>> know they are always there. >> >> >>
>> Life is too short for drama & petty things, so kiss slowly, laugh >> insanely, love truly and forgive >>quickly. >> >
Thanks Millie McG.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
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