One little blue eraser...the kind that fits on a pencil....
I have been wanting to get my car back in the garage..it has been full of stuff, moms stuff, things left over from the garage sale..not things I necessarily want but things at that point I could not sale...could not throw away...
My hubby was trying to get it all organized, put away, thrown away.. My car has been sitting outside the garage since the 1st of August, getting bombarded by acorns...more acorns than our trees have put out in all the 14 years we have lived here...
I wasn't feeling well so I was sitting there watching him break down boxes...and one little blue eraser fell out...he didn't reach to get it...and as I stared at it..it just reminded me about my mom...she would of went for it. Reached for it...she loved, drawing, writing, painting...she would of wanted it...
For us, it was not important..until I saw it..and my heart ached..over one little blue eraser, that I now will cherish...for mom..because it fell out of a box and into my heart...one little blue eraser...
I miss you mom..I love you mom....
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