Their marriage was good, their dreams focused.
Their best friends lived barely a wave away.
I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a
hat and Mom in a housedress, lawn mower in one
hand, and dish-towel in the other.
It was the time for fixing things. A curtain rod, the
kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in
a dress.
Things we keep.
It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy.
All that re- fixing, eating, renewing, I wanted just
once to be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing
things away meant you knew there'd always be more.
But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's
night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck
with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any
more.
Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up
and goes away...never to return.
So...
While we have it... its best we love it... And care for it....
And fix it when it's broken..... And heal it when it's sick.
This is true... For marriage..... And old cars.... And
children with bad report cards..... Dogs and cats with
bad hips.... And aging parents.... And grandparents.
We keep them because they are worth it, because we are
worth it. Some things we keep.
Like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we
grew up with. There are just some things that make life
important, like people we know who are special.... And so,
we keep them close!
I received this from someone who thinks I am a 'keeper',
so I've sent it to the people I think of in the same way.. .
Now it's your turn to send this to those people that are
'keepers' in your life.
Send it back to the person that sent it to you if they too
are a keeper.
Good friends are like stars.... You don't
always see them, but you know they are
always there.
Just thinking of you today.
May your troubles be less, your blessings more, and
nothing but happiness comes through your door!
