||[Thursday, Feb. 19th, 2009|02:45 am]
The richest girl in town.
Nana's cameo and a miniature pair of scissors I played with as a child, a woodcut of Jesus I brought back from England for her in 2005, her old bible with recipes tucked into the back....|
::hug:: Landmines will be everywhere for a while :(
I love old bibles. I read my grandmother's. she listed births and such. her handwriting gave my goosepimples. please, enjoy the treasures.
I've got "These Foolish Things" running through my head now.
I still have a sealed plastic bag with some of my father's shirts and sweaters. I open it now and then, it still smells like him.
I envy you your recipes. Someday you'll be able to take one out and make something your grandmother felt was good enough to keep, and it'll resonate with all your senses.
I was just staring at some pottery that my Grammy made this morning. I miss her. I'm glad I have them out on display, but sometimes they just hit me. So much sympathy over here.
If you're up for it, I'd love to see some of these things sometime.
will you be at HHR on friday? i owe you a big squish.
You played with scissors as a child? Why am I not surprised?
Sounds like a treasure trove, guard them and enjoy them. Now you have a really good reason to cook more.