As i
awaken to the sound of my rooster outside my window
scramming come feed me ! and the
crispness in the fall air i
have to ponder ...
how'd i get so lucky ? granted life is hectic busy and a non stop merry go round but
sometimes you have to look at what you have to be thankful for ... this
lil fit of nostalgia has been
brought on by something i did
yesterday i
was cleaning out a storage building and came across my granny's ceder chest , now this chest once belonged to my great granny's then granny then mama now me in it is 3
generations of wedding
lining's, letter during the war WWII tickets for sugar during the depression my daddy's baby booties ( had to laugh cause well you now how girl's feel about there daddy ) postcard's from all over the world baby books
death book's as i sat going through all this stuff and crying most of the time , it made me
realize how lucky i am that the women in my life have kept all this stuff to past down it made me
realize how tight those family ties are bound this chest with it's brittle papers clippings old pictures
mostly during the turn of the century , and most of the men look like gangsters everybody back then looks like
AL Capone or
Clark Gable ( wow
what a time to have lived ) and the women are all dressed to the nine's ... this
precious chest now
sits at the foot of my bed to be filled with all the things form my life to be passed to my kid's for there life .. i woke up and realized that i had 4 generations of keepsakes at my feet , to protect me , keep me happy, and to make sure i do the right things ... not to mention all the old old old recipes i found that you cant even get the ingredients for anymore my how fast life has changed so I'm thankful for my past and the strong women who have lived to make me a better person .