Treasured

my great grandmother's quilts
old
tattered
worn
patched
imperfect
loved
treasured

Treasures Within

It’s not a buried treasure of gold and silver but things that are treasured in my heart. Some of these things can be found inside this old pie safe which belonged to my Grannie…a treasure in its self. It is found in my daughter Holly’s bedroom at my house. Behind its greenish blue screen doors with little glass knobs, you will find many things…Books from her Dr. Seuss collection, old toys, and my Mama’s china creamer. Also there within you will find neatly folded handmade Afghans, Holly’s collection of Hollie Hobbie glasses, milk glass from her wedding, and more books. These are treasures with memories and treasures from collecting. They are not worth very much at all, but they are my treasures which to me are worth more than
gold and silver.

@Heartfelt and Homemade

Treasured

 

I remember the summer
You purchased the loom.
And I still have the scarf
You made me that winter.

Your instructions were to wear it
and to not be afraid to wash it.

At first I draped it across
the top of my dresser
underneath
the pictures of my friends.

Years later, I put it in a
box full of cards filled
with words of love and pictures
that my kids had drawn.

Now it is neatly folded on
a hanger in my closet
between the clothes I
always wear.

I run my fingers through
the tassels
every once in a while.
Always planning to wear
it next winter.

Always expecting to be
closer to you.

such a treasure

My Molly, my treasure.

There's nothing like having a daughter.

treasured

Whenever I leave my house, I glance at this clock by the door and get a warm, soft feeling.

Sentimental. Maybe it tries to unlock some fond memories?

Which is odd, as I never particularly liked it when it hung on the kitchen wall of the family home. In fact, I found it silly and even a bit ugly against the heavily patterned kitchen wallpaper. It is not my taste. I wouldn't even say it was my mother's taste.

But when we moved my mother into her apartment, it was the first thing we hung up. And after she died, it was the one thing I told my brother I really wanted. Everything else was negotiable.

Treasured

quilted by my grandmother
of house dresses my great-grandmother wore
treasured by the granddaughter who
was and is blessed to know them both

Treasured forever...

Meet Lucas Adrian Middleton.  My eldest daughters first baby, born 5th May 2009 living in heaven since the 23rd June 2009.  I don't want this to be a sad post, but when I thought of the things I treasured the most all of them were people.  My parents, husband and daughters, son -in- law, and Lucas.  We only had 7 weeks with him, but I know that forever we will all remember him, love him and treasure the time we had with him.  Most of all I treasure him.

Treasured

Tucked inside a sleeve

or folded over the belt of her everyday housedress,

inside her purse ready for action...

for wiping tears or runny noses,

for making handkerchief babies

to quiet a restless girl in church on Sunday morning;

she was never caught without one or two.

The first things I learned to iron

standing on a low stool at the ironing board,

because I was too small to reach.

She kept them neatly ironed and folded

inside the tri-cornered Lucite box

in the corner of her dresser drawer

which also held her head scarves and other dainties.

The few I have left are threadbare and worn.

It's almost twenty-three years

since I passed one to each of the daughters and granddaughters,

sisters and nieces

who were present at her wake,

where they wiped away

tears of remembrance,

love,

and heartbreak.

They are treasured.

Everyone has something tucked away that is treasured in their heart. I would love to see your treasures.

Susan