February 14, 2010
A heart
Something really special happened to me today. I was in the attic looking through my mother’s cedar chest, something that had been there and not opened since my dad died 5 years ago.There were many things there, things I expected like her wedding dress, my dad's red hat, a school picture of my younger brother, a letter to my mom from my cousin. The letter was dated 1971 and the address was simply my mom's name, the name of our street, and our town - no house number, no zip code, no need. Anyway, there, in the chest was something I had never seen before, a heart. It was something handmade and curious, sitting there inside of her cedar chest amongst the old clothes and photos, on what happened to be Valentine’s Day. I am so convinced this was not happenstance.
Think about this :
IT'S ONLY AFTER YOU HAVE LOST EVERYTHING THAT YOU ARE FREE TO DO ANYTHING.
XOXO
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