29/08/2004
objects...
I finally plucked up the courage after almost 7 years, to send some of my mother's things to the sale room.
For those of you out there who have lost someone, I'm with you.
I've kept the strangest things- an old wooden box stuffed full of worthless costume jewellery that had caught her eye, and that she wore with her own inimitable flamboyance... Strangely, the box has the scent of my mother and we kept it sealed for quite some time- peeling back the tape only in moments of extremis, when nothing but a whiff of the past would do.
Now I keep it permanently unsealed in my study, and occasionally plunge my hand into the tangle of beads and bangles...
Amongst the other things are the 'twinkly-eyed/cheeky' photograph of my mother that supervises everything I do, the family bible, and the photograph of her father she asked me never to give away...
Her last words to me were, 'I adore you-'
Ditto, Mom Pom, and I always will...
Love to you all, and treasure those you love...
Susan
For those of you out there who have lost someone, I'm with you.
I've kept the strangest things- an old wooden box stuffed full of worthless costume jewellery that had caught her eye, and that she wore with her own inimitable flamboyance... Strangely, the box has the scent of my mother and we kept it sealed for quite some time- peeling back the tape only in moments of extremis, when nothing but a whiff of the past would do.
Now I keep it permanently unsealed in my study, and occasionally plunge my hand into the tangle of beads and bangles...
Amongst the other things are the 'twinkly-eyed/cheeky' photograph of my mother that supervises everything I do, the family bible, and the photograph of her father she asked me never to give away...
Her last words to me were, 'I adore you-'
Ditto, Mom Pom, and I always will...
Love to you all, and treasure those you love...
Susan
