Whenever the little ones leave after a visit there are reminders. Today, Friday, is cleaning day at a Chez Goodneedle and as the vacuum cleaner passed by Ginger* this morning here she sat, quietly, topped off with this glorious chapeau! Lucy Ann couldn't have known how she would leave such a sweet little memento that linked one generation to the next. This ceramic dog is one of my oldest possessions; as my granddaughter played yesterday she placed this little doll's hat (her mother's) onto Ginger's head and left it for me to discover today. As time goes by I am reminded of how we influence one another, generation to generation, just by our presence and the omnipresent furnishings in our homes. As time goes by Lucy Ann will recognize Ginger as a fixture, not embracing the full significance until she's much older. That's okay, Nana knows... just like I know how the children recognize us and know us by the cuckoo clock here and even Sundance; these are the memories that are developing, because of who we are, what we do and how we live, just by being us... day by day, as time goes by!
My heart is full with that knowledge...
Life is Good!
*Click to read an earlier post (2007)
on Ginger's history and significance.
*Click to read an earlier post (2007)
on Ginger's history and significance.
5 comments:
And I bet that hat will stay right there, on Ginger's head, until Lucy returns. That's what I call "good clutter".
Ginger is a sweet little memento of your life. This post made me wonder what my grandchildren will associate with their visits to Grandma Jannie.
I like this. It made me think of how Sherry's children identify me when she says, "We're going to Grandmom's." They say, "The Grandmom that lives with PopPop or the Grandmom Who Sews?"
I love this (I have two old porcelain dogs that belonged to my grandmother). I have been thinking a lot lately, on what memories the grandkids will have of me and my house. Avery saw some quilt blocks in a magazine this week at my house. (he's 2) He said , "grandma, are these yours?" I told him no, but told him how much I liked those. I asked him if he knew what they were and he thought for a second or two, and replied "sheets". He was close!!
Love your post as well as the reflections of those who have commented... so, so sweet and most wholesome.
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