Today I helped a friend....
Sadly she has lost her mother to time at the age of 97 years.
Now she finds herself alone, truly alone.
No sibblings, no parents, grandparents, just three cousins.
We started in one room at a time, going through boxes of precious momentos and oddles of uncollectable keepsakes.
I came across a photo of her mother.
Tall, slender and elegant.
Beautiful with her whole life ahead of her.
We came across old ballet shoes and more family photos, none of which Kathy had ever seen.
All the while I kept thinking to myself I NEED to go through my boxes I have accumulated over time, drawers and closets.
I wouldn't ever want to leave my children with such a job.
Leave them with so much to sort out.
I have left them with sibblings, they will have each other hopefully to go through my treasures and uncollectables.
Now more then ever Iam reminded of the value of a family.
There is no one in my life quite like my mother. I can not bare the thought of losing her, yet I know that time will come.
You can't prepare yet I know there are instances that would allow us to start wrapping our heart around such an idea.
A only child, that can be a lonely legacy of emptiness.
[ picture- a collage of photos I found on the internet made in Microsoft Pictures]
