Love Tattered but Loved
One of the times when I could see how much my son loves me.
It was a long time ago. We were moving house (again) . I was being ruthless with my belongings and my son watched me crying as I threw some things away. This scarf was one. I love it because it was a very fine silk scarf once. It's worn and imperfect now, damaged property. Somehow I love it more because of that.
Unpacking was a lot easier than packing. My son stood in the doorway with a bashful smile, proudly holding my scarf. He handed it to me - his big heart filling the room when he put his arms around his weeping mother.
So now it means even more.
It was a long time ago. We were moving house (again) . I was being ruthless with my belongings and my son watched me crying as I threw some things away. This scarf was one. I love it because it was a very fine silk scarf once. It's worn and imperfect now, damaged property. Somehow I love it more because of that.
Unpacking was a lot easier than packing. My son stood in the doorway with a bashful smile, proudly holding my scarf. He handed it to me - his big heart filling the room when he put his arms around his weeping mother.
So now it means even more.
posted by Husky Nutmeg at
9:40 am
6 Comments:
That's so sweet! Children have a sixth sense sometimes.
By
ChickyBabe, at 5:57 pm
Thanks chickybabe. He always was much older than his years.
By
Husky Nutmeg, at 8:25 pm
He's going to be a hoarder. I am a hoarder.
By
Chai, at 12:24 am
What do you hoard?
My son comes from a long line of hoarders and I'm proud of that.
Collectors and historians are hoarders.
Hoarders get such a bad rap considering they are the most resourceful people on the street.
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Husky Nutmeg, at 9:20 am
I'm not very fussy. Everything I guess. OK... This weekend, I will be ruthless. Old clothes, study notes. Going.
By
Chai, at 11:51 pm
Sometimes it's good to clear things but I find I have to be in a ruthless mood, otherwise I just find myself reminiscing over things and wasting time.
Happy clearing!
By
Husky Nutmeg, at 8:09 am
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