Books by the old Leather Chair

  • Snow In The Summer
  • My Bible
  • The Power of Silence
  • What Comes Next and to Like It
  • Encore Provence
  • A Year in Provence

Saturday, December 22, 2012

A Lot Of Old Memories Die A Natural Death

Checking drafts on computer
this one was written 2 years ago
and never posted.

I smile
life is good in these
3 score, 10 plus
rapidly going by years.

Just aging and issues that
arise from that.

Nothing is missed from
another lifestyle that when
looked at realistically
never lasted many years....

Just had the thought
if this young woman could
just have been given the gift
of seeing into the future.
Many tears would never have
been shed and she would have
been made aware that
a lot of old memories
do fade away.

This is what I wrote several years ago on this date......

Do old memories ever just die or totally fade away?

Looking through boxes of old photographs. Some make her smile and some sad.

This particular one brought tears to her eyes.
She is the age of her youngest daughter at this time.

She had left the big house, country clubs, big cars in the drive, private schools and struck out on her own with one little one.

The other children were making their own way.
One on her own in Michigan, two in college and one in high school.

Here she stands at the side of the old farm home with her little one. A new way of life is beginning. Now looking back, the years testify that it has been good. The path has been up and down and never level. She learned and then she fell down again. But she always dusted herself off and continued on.

It dawns on her now that she is back where she started years ago. She lives on this same property and now looks out over the old farm home. Now she is not sad and young, now she is old and at peace.

Looking at the picture again, she wants to wrap her arms around the young woman and tell her that everything will be alright and she will smile again. She will tell her there will be good memories and some that will be sad but she will continue to grow and learn and it will not be easy. But she will survive.

Just seems like it took a long time!!   But then she has lived most of her lifetime.


Tabor said...

This is such a wise and uplifting post. You have come full circle and realize your life has been rich and rewarding, even if you lost yourself at least once along the way. You are not the first person to have put her ladder against the wrong wall...but you did a balancing act and got to the top of the RIGHT wall. Blessings on you and yours in the coming holidays.

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Dear Tabor, thank you for the kind words. I wondered do I even post this :) But then it is a part of my life and maybe grandchildren will know me a little better when I am no longer here...

the wild magnolia said...

The words and the photo are beautiful. The mother and daughter, the lay of the land, I love them.

FlowerLady Lorraine said...

Wow, this post grabs my heart and just won't let go. Very uplifting and beautiful.

Thank you for sharing this.

Love and hugs ~ FlowerLady

mel said...

You are amazing.

Thank you for sharing this.

I can only hope I will have such peace in later years.

Judy said...

Sounds like the words in my head. There is one thing to be said of growing old--we have learned so much. There have been bad, hard times and there have been good, happy time and we realize, the good has far outweighed the bad and now we are calmer and more at peace, stronger because of the hard times--even happier. If there hadn't been those hard times, we wouldn't appreciate the peaceful times now.

Marcie said...

It is a comfort to read this while I am smack dab in the thick of my journey, sometimes questioning my choices and wondering where the path will lead. Thank you for sharing your wisdom. :)

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Sandy, Lorraine, Mel and Judy, thank you.
Aisling, if I made it - anyone can make it. You can and you will :)

Sharon said...

I will remember your wise words when I lay awake tonight wondering what comes next. Maybe someday I can reach back to this time and realize it was all meant to be. Hugs to you ~

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Sharon, thank you.
Remember life is a journey.
Blessings sent to you and yours.

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful post, Ernestine. I have a picture taken when I was only 8 years old or so, but I have been looking at it a lot and doing some of the same: talking to that young child and telling her many things. How wonderful that you are able to reach out to the younger you and bring her "home" to now!