Hello June!
Farewell, May!
You were weird,
We are halfway
Through this year,
We’ve been challenged,
Things are rough,
To get through it all,
We must be tough.
As I folded
some laundry today I thought about how my mother used to come to my house and
fold the laundry when my girls were babies. It was such a big help to me, and I
still am thankful when either my daughter or husband fold whatever's in the
basket waiting to be dealt with. It's always the little things that bring to
mind a loved one who is no longer here.
Little,
mundane, seemingly unimportant things are what jogs my memory of my parents.
They are present always in my everyday life. Using a certain paring knife in
the kitchen, the sound of a lawnmower, or the smell of coffee brewing are
common occurrences that start me thinking of my parents. I think I remember
those things more than any big events like birthdays or graduations. It was the
stability of those common objects, sounds, and smells that made for a happy,
safe childhood. My parents were there, every day, no matter what else was
happening in life. It's what makes home such a haven for most people. If you're
having a bad day, you know that when at last you step across the threshold
there will be a place for you that are familiar, welcoming, and comfortable.
You will be calmed by the familiar sound of the refrigerator's hum mixed with
the radio playing, perhaps the lingering smell of the morning's coffee
intertwined with the scent of soap and a favorite candle, or the sight of the
sun slanting through the window highlighting your favorite seat and cozy throw.
The things we don't really think much about are the background of our lives;
subconsciously keeping us centered and able to cope with things life throws our
way in an average day. It's one of the greatest gifts we get from our past, if
we have had any sort of stability in our childhood and youth. It helps us meet
challenges head on and have some resilience and toughness when things start to
wear us down.
Of course,
in our current tumultuous world, any bit of comfort and stability are even more
important. To be able to look forward to the familiar at the end of a long day
is one of the greatest sources of comfort I know. Comfort and stability will
continue to be important in the months, and years to come.
1 comment:
I love this post! it makes me feel very happy.
Ralph
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