Our Love Ones Are Not The Possessions That They Own

When we love someone

We love that person for who they are

Then unfortunately one day they may pass away

If we are close to that person we may soon have the things that they loved the most

Then we have to decide what is best

Do we keep that lamp because we need a lamp or just because it was a lamp of someone we cared about so deeply

The list doesn't stop there

It could be a favorite chair they always sat in

That cute picture on their wall

Their bureau or a mirror

Favorite nick nacks or blankets and books

From jewelry to clothes

Decorations to ornaments

Curtains to towels

Glasses to her favorite dishes

As much as we loved that person

Having all that persons things will never be enough

We really seek something we can't have

A closeness of that person that we loved so much

That person was such a big part of our life

How will we ever survive

Then we realize we do what all people do

We carry on and live out our life

Sharing our sweetest memories and our tall tales

So here I go and hopes I can do my mom justice

I look around and what do I see

A world that you made beautiful

I would come over to your house which was my house for many years

And see all the things I loved

You had lovely colored curtains in the kitchen to match to the little rug and the place mats on the kitchen table right down to the plastic table cloth

A candle would be burning leaving a fresh scent

There was always candy in the candy dish

If there was any special occasion not far away

You would see anything from banners to streamers for the 4th of July

Colored Easter eggs or just a cute Easter basket fixed so nice

Don't forget the Pilgrims on Thanksgiving and a spiral turkey hanging from the ceiling

Then of course Halloween she had noisy little ghosts and witches that moved

Inbetween the flying bats

Christmas decorations on the radiator because you had little room

The talking christmas tree and lights in all the front windows

Then who could forget all those plastic stick ons that would fall off in the cold

She had a door knob cover for the bathroom that said guest room

She had her oldie radio station playing all afternoon

Numerous little night lights she constantly changed

The famous cookie jar she would pull out if someone came for tea

Always filled with so many different kinds

You started with one then you ended eating three

In the afternoon she would have her glasses on and be doing the crosswords or reading the paper

Later at night she would ask you if you wanted jello she just made with fruit on the bottom

or a bowl of icecream

She had a small home only four rooms filled with so much love

In the kitchen it was not long before the tea kettle was whisting

I have so many memories and I can see your house fixed so nice

The same books on each shelf that I had when I was growing up

The t.v. that worked fine until the cable box was mistakenly changed to a different channel

Then the clicker became your worst nightmare

Your throw pillows and scatter rugs

Your need to sweep the floor and clean the bathroom every day

Don't forget vacuming and the famous dust mop

Their wasn't a sink that didn't shine and mirrors that didn't sparkle

From windex to glass plus

A suet bird feeder that the squirrels would eat hanging on the fence

A porch light on just incase someone decided to drop by

Mom I loved you and all your wonderful memories

That was so much more than all your fun stuff

I have no room and I can't keep it all

So I have to let your things go

In hopes somebody will enjoy them like you did

Loving you like I always do

I love you mom