

Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, work 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, re-heating leftovers, renewing; I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.

But when my mother died, and I was standing in that clear morning light 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.



I received this from my wonderful Friend Colleen R. who thinks I am a 'keeper,'. Now it's your turn to send this to those people that are 'keepers' in your life.
Good friends are like stars... You don't always see them, but you know they are always there!
Life is a journey...enjoy the trip.
MaryE. Robbins & the Hairballs
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