Time to sort. These three little baskets is all that is left for me to sort of the things from Mom and Dad. It is full of papers and things. A little plastic dish that came from Dad's dresser and a fabric covered jewelry box that belonged to Mom. I have her nursing hat and a few small crochet pieces. They have been sitting underneath my embroidery machine for almost two years now. Hard to imagine it has been that long. Seems that it was just yesterday that I was walking back and forth across that yard with meals or medicine or just to go and visit. God knows how I miss them God only knows.
BUT it is time to sort this stuff and let some go and keep some things close to my heart.
I will share for the next few weeks of treasures that I come across. We are but a vapor, here for only a short time and then eternity with the Father God and those that have gone before.
That is my day today. It is mixed with tears and laughter. After all, that is what we call life.