~ Memorabilia ~

"Frozen moments of the past

that find us in the future ...

ignite the

soul

in an instant -

transporting us to that very place

once again."

~ Lisa May

"Spring cleaning"

introduced herself personally to me last last week ...

with vigor motivation and passion.

You know - those moments when the birthing of an idea,

desire and ambition

awakens the sleeping spirit, introducing a

 brand new day -

eye's suddenly wide open,

and there's no stopping

its momentum?

We become a powerful force on a impossible mission!

The "impossible" I'm speaking of

is organizing, piling, sifting, sorting through and

reminiscing

countless years of memorabilia.

Pictures with toothless grins from ear to ear,

instantly launch my heart right back to that very moment

so long ago forgotten.

Salamanders cupped in a young boy's hands -

eyes wide open in awe and wonder of its creation,

captured forever. Frozen - as time stands still

 in print.

I remember.

                                                              Freckled cheeks,

dark brown pig-tails and

chocolate brown eyes

that sear a burning hole right into the depths

of the soul

fixed - stare right up at me.

Caught in an instant

with the click of a camera. 

Forever.

I remember.

Greetings cards

composed awkwardly in cherry-red crayon declare:

"I luv you mommy. 

You are the best mommy in the whole world!"

Moments such as this, catch me unexpectedly off-guard. 

I  slow down my hurried pace of accomplishing this task,

and - with a long sigh - stop and sit back. 

Eyes become wet.

The words suspend as an echo in the air around me. 

My fingers trace the red letters.

I remember.

"Happy Anniversary" ... 20 years of

bliss, joy, sorrow, tears,

laughter, trials, challenges, adventures,

departure, embracing, loving -

all intertwined in a kaleidoscope of

Promises. Commitment.  Love. Dedication. Joy.

Eternal union.

I remember.

"Happy Birthday's"

etched forever

from some who have passed

beyond the veil,

inked with their spirit ... a fingerprint of

their very own unique reflection,

permanently -

inscribed with their distinguished handwriting.
I remember.

Journal's
penned of life's journeys.
Joy's. Gratitude engraved. Mortal moments.
Goal's accomplished and those still yet to be.
Spiritual testimonies. Awakenings. Discoveries.
Countless dates. Records kept.
A hand-print of who I am,
for generations yet to come.
hand-written ... forever.
I remember.

Favorite books

of  long ago...

now faded, bent pages and worn binding.

Beloved "once upon a time" stories read

over and over and over again,

each night as the crickets chirped outside -

beneath a black licorice, starry studded canopy.

Our bodies tucked lovingly with uncontrollable giggles, 

cocooned under grama's hand-stitched quilts.

Laughing. Journeying. Savoring.

I remember.

Pictures.

"I love you's."

"Get Well's."

an abundance of handwritten notes inscribing

forever friendships

endearing through the years.

All of these, tug at the heartstrings ...

transporting my being,

my mind, my emotions.

Collected, sorted,

treasured in protection forever.

I will always remember.

What do you remember?

All of these pieces, moments, memories

are golden threads

in the tapestry of our lives.

Treasured, priceless collections

such as this

gathered up in your own life and corner of existence,

- a snapshot picture

of who we are.

Who we have become and still are

becoming.

Here's to treasuring your memories of the past

and remembering them today.

♥