Farewell Ponderings

 

 

 The morning greeted us with overstuffed suitcases waiting to be put in the truck

and one more quick breakfast at the kitchen counter. 

 

 

 

Tiny paired up socks, soothers, blankets and precious things to hold onto

 were gathered up and taken away

while the last read storybook still lay on the floor.

 

What remains are memories of

Christmas

family gathering a the lakehouse

a ride on the Bright Nights Stanley Park train

setting up a new TV

making cards and stringing beads

playing house

tea parties

a walk in the cold

a trip to the zoo

bath times

story times

bedtime tuck ins

dates with Papa

pancakes and waffles

father/son game night

a girls' lunch

family pizza night

flushed cheeks from romping with cousins

blowing birthday candles for birthdays to come

 

 

and in my kitchen there remains a work of art that won't be lost too soon.

When Mama asked her to draw anything she would like to draw for Papa and Mimi 

. . . she drew us . . . side by side

and, sitting on Mama's lap, she watched her work of art being stitched.

I love that my hair is done just right and that I have eyelashes,

my purse and the bows on my shoes . . .

When I asked her if it was a flower I am holding,

she corrected me . . . it is a rose!

 

A precious thought for winter days to come . . .

as we look forward to seeing the sunshine together

come Spring.