It’s been A Week, hasn’t it?
In an attempt to keep my Clean Out List in my focus… I started with my closet yesterday while I watched the funeral service for President Carter.
I was percolating along at a pretty good clip until I discovered a box of loose photographs on the back of the shelf. I found it at the time that Steve Ford delivered his father’s moving eulogy. I spent the rest of the time remembering…
The box contained some envelopes of photos from my childhood but mostly they were photos of my kids that my ex decided were not “album” worthy. It is funny how a photo can instantly take you back… or maybe that only happens when you are decades past those children being small beings. One photo made me laugh and cry… There was a photo of 3 year old Heidi getting ice cubes from our brand new refrigerator that had an “in-door” ice dispenser! (a first for our household!) She would get ice cubes out for my beloved Clumber Spaniel, Picabo (yes, she was named after the skier!) Anyways, the image captured Picabo sitting patiently waiting for the next ice cube to come from Heidi. A treasured memory… I could hear her voice in my head.
I listened to people sharing such incredibly beautiful memories of President Carter as well… and while there were no stories about him feeding a beloved pet ice cubes… there were so many stories of he and Rosalynn working to make the lives better of people all over the world. It made me wonder how much more he did that we will never hear about… but I am sure that those tales are being shared where he and his beloved Rosalynn are.
Rest well, dear President Carter, rest well… you have earned it!
As for me, there will be no rest for me today… I have that closet to finish! Sigh.
Have a great weekend everyone! See you all back here on Monday!
Header photo by Miray Bostancı
The minute I come across photos from the past, hours can go by. Some would call it a waste of time (neglecting the “chore” I set out to do) but I call it a time finder. Ha! (I remember that skier and thinking what a funny name!)
What a treasure that box can be! I do wonder how our kids, who only take digital photos, will revisit family memories as they get older without a box full of old photos.
A box of old family family photos almost always holds important memories and stories. I hope you get through your closet but I also you have a lot of enjoyment, laughter, and maybe even a few tears with your treasures.
A box of photos like that is a true treasure. I’m glad you allowed yourself the time to sit and think about those memories.
Old photos are hidden treasure. I’m glad you found it. What a sweet story about your daughter and the ice cubes. It has been quite a week. Take care good friend.
What a treasure trove that box looks and what a sweet memory of your child and dog. I think of all the presidents of the US Jimmy Carter is the one I as a Brit I thought was a jolly decent chap.
Ah, I love the ice cube memory!! I love old photos and keep them. When we moved here I spent time putting them in albums (not in any order, lol) so it’s easier to leaf through them and look at them.