Do you ever glance at something and it brings back a memory?
It's that moment in time that opens up your heart to another place and time.
Sort of like hearing a song and oh my, a memory pops in your head!
Sort of like the aroma of early morning coffee brewing.
A freshly cut lawn...bacon frying, name it!
Well, these three little boxes remind me of my precious grandmother, they were hers and
I love them!
Yes, I've got some other treasures that were hers, but these melt my heart.
They are simple, yet beautiful.
I treasure her little boxes.
I remember them so well in her home.
I remember looking at them in her home, years ago.
They were sitting on her dresser on her bedroom.
She was such a special lady~
She dressed every day like it was a Sunday!
Always had a smile on her face.
Grandmommy was a fantastic cook too!
There was always that wonderful aroma when you walked in their door!
She lived to be just short of 100 years old!
A precious and beautiful woman, inside and out~
I collect boxes and have forever! I like to think I got that special love from her.
It's the little things...
It's the little things...
January 30, 1898- April 10, 1997
Missing and loving you more than words can say.
Till we meet again, Grandmommy~
L-R
My Mom, my Grandmother and my Aunt Jo!
xo
