Edna

There's an antique store near my home that is going out of business. A friend and I stopped by to check it out. Now it's been a while since I've been in an antique store.....mainly because I love them so much and want to buy nearly everything.... that my pocketbook (now THERE's an antique word!!!) won't allow me to go inside the store. ( And most of you know....I carry a BIG pocketbook!)

However, we did go into this one......and I was amazed at the loveliness of old craftsmanship! I was automatically sent back to a time when life was slow......where letters where the way to communicate.....where diaries and scrapbooks where kept and cherished. I could smell the lemon oil from ages ago and imagined a mother showing her daughter how to correctly take care of the furniture that had been handed down for generations. I touched the hand-embroidried pillow slips that took hours of love and perfection to stitch (and were now 1/2 price.)
There was a magnificent, large, detailed, framed painting of angels around the cross. Inserted was a perfectly hand-written card that said .....in long forgotten caligraphy..." In loving memory of our beloved daughter Edna...." and then, the rest was too faded to read. On the price tag was written "Mourning card...circa 1900". My heart was moved. Did that family ever imagine that someone in the 21st century .....would be standing in a little shop ....feeling - fresh -the loss that created such beautiful art?
I didn't buy it....(my pocketbook again!) ....but I, too mourned the loss of Edna. And not just Edna ....but a part of me mourned the time in which she lived. The closeness of family. The sweetness of tradition. It's almost gone from this world and the fast pace of living is to blame. But being the 'lemonade' kind of person that I am..... I grasped a ray of hope! For I realized that even though we don't keep diaries or scrapbooks or mourning cards anymore.....our spirits have found other ways to keep the old ways .....new!!!! We blog (or chirp!) and email and have pictures of those we love (and mourn) on our "blogspots". So. you see, INSIDE we aren't that different from Edna's family. God created us to love and while we've lost some of the details of life......we refuse to lose each other!!!

Well, this chirp was different!!!!! Hope your day is blessed and full of laughter!!