June 27
Item # 4 – Silk ivy in the brass pot
I keep it in the kitchen. Logan, this is yours. You were in second grade and having so much trouble learning to read. Your teacher gave each student a ticket for reading five pages. At the end of the year, she had an auction. You had the least number of tickets. At the beginning of the auction, you spotted this plant and wanted to get it for me.
You saved all your tickets, scared someone would out bid you. After you brought me the plant, I took you out for an ice cream sundae, just the two of us. I know you don’t remember, but this plant has been my favorite plant living, dried or silk ever since.
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I’ve decided to write Logan a letter. I remember how Allie was so desperate to read Dad’s will. Everyone kept telling her there was nothing in it, just standard legal jargon. As a matter of fact, it read like a form letter.
She had been hoping her Daddy had left her a message. Some personal indication of how he felt about her.
I think she’s still searching for that acceptance, even today.
I want to be sure I leave that for Logan and Allie, too. I don’t want Logan to have to wonder. I want him to know for certain how I feel about him. There are so many things I wanted Logan to know – that I’m proud of him and I love him.
I want to write him a letter for when that first girl breaks his heart, when he graduates from college, gets married, and has his first baby.
I want him to know that pain does not last forever, but love does. Cherish the little things. Money does not matter. Do what you love, because life is too short to work for money. In the end; memories are what you long for. Stay close to your family, because that’s all you’ve got and when everyone and everything seems to abandon you, you’ll know they’ll still be there for you. And if I can’t be there for you, you can depend on your Aunt. These are things I wish I had learned earlier.
Sometimes I think you are talking right to me.
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Hi Anne. I’m happy if not a little surprised to know someone has connected with this. Dee
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Letters are the best. Gets right to the point nd can last forever (well, at least as long as the recipient.)
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Hi John. I wish I had letters from my Mom. Memories fade with time, but the written words lasts so much longer. Dee
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Wouldn’t that be swell. I have the same wish.
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The story just becomes more beautiful with each installment.
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Thank you so much. Your comments mean a lot to me. Dee
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