Monday, May 26, 2014
"Remembering on Memorial Weekend"
5:08am

Sunday, I didn't feel creatively inspired. I didn't feel much interested in reading, either. A horoscope had mentioned attentions to one's home. What the heck, I might as well clean and dust! I vacuumed the bedroom carpet. I took a old damp washrag and dusted shelves. I dusted the fancy shelves in the living room, remembering how each piece came to us.

I even dusted the area in which I have photos of loved ones who have passed on:

As I did, a sweet fragrance arose briefly. I have a candle hidden behind Laura's photo, but it only emits that fragrance at certain mysterious times! (I like to think an akhu was pleased with the attention.)

In the evening, we watched the traditional Memorial day concert that PBS airs each year. This year's was especially nice. Jackie Evancho, now a graceful teenager, sang "My Heart Will Go On":

Near, far, wherever you are,
I believe that the heart does go on.
Once more you open the door.
And you're here in my heart ...

As she sang, my eyes went over to those photos of Laura, Mom, Gramma and others. Oh, yes, crying time! No, they were not 'perfect' people. They had their flaws. But they loved me, and that is sufficient reason for remembrance. I am lucky, compared to many others, for they let me know they loved me.

And so I count myself blessed...

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