Today was cleaning day. My house had just fallen a part. We are having a karaoke party here on Friday. I needed to get things in order. It felt good to clean house for once.
I started vaccuming the upstairs and realized that the maternity clothes and sweet cards that I had thrown down the hall to 'the room' needed to be picked up. So I picked them up and decided to just put it all away. One by one I placed things in my hope chest. I thought that I would have cried and though about it all. I would have held each item in my hand and thought about our baby. I didn't. I just put them all in the chest, closed it and moved on. Scary.
I did keep out our only picture of our baby. I just couldn't put it in the chest to leave forever. It is now in my room. It isn't super close but close enough that I know that it is there. I wonder if Grumps will notice. And if he does I wonder if he will say anything. Probably not. He is trying to move on too.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
The Hope Chest
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4 comments:
Moving on is good, but you'll always keep those special memories deep in your heart. And when they come to the surface, that's okay too. Keep faith - you will use those cothes and items again.
{{hugs}}
Aww- I have a hope chest, too. Filled with wedding things, and some "future baby things" that my great-grandmother embroidered.
I can't wait to bring those things out, and often wonder if I ever will.
Thanks for your last comment on my blog. We can help bear each other's burdens.
Much love,
GL
Thank you girls.
GL You are welcome. I just know there are times when I can't bare to trust or hope or pray but I have many who are doing it for me. We are no alone!!!
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