Dear owners of my grandparent's house,
I do not know you, but I know that the house you are living in is one that is full of memories. The house that you are living in was once filled with a yard full of tulips. The house that you are living in was filled with smells of eggs, bacon, and toast smothered in apricot jam. The house that you are living in had a small TV room where me and my sister would play Barrel of Monkeys and my grandparents would sit and watch us while eating peanuts out of a jar. Please, please take care of memories. Take care of the house that my daddy grew up in and that me and my sister created new memories that I will cherish forever. Do you know that you have a responsibility? You have a responsibility to take care of something that technically is not yours. It belongs to a long line of memories. It belongs to a family who cherishes it. It belongs to something more valuable than you and me. From the moment you chose it until the moment the time is to depart, you are held accountable to a masterpiece that someone built from wood. Don't let it rot. Don't forsake it. It is precious to me and I pray it is more precious to you. Dear owners of Colby, my family dog which we had to leave, I think of you often. I have two new dogs now. But...I am in constant thought of my dog...my dog Colby. I remember saying goodbye to him. I held him in a fountain of tears saying goodbye. He had no idea why I was crying but he stood there and he let me hold him. He always knew when something was wrong. He would find my Pappy, who had Alzheimer's, when he left the house. He would play mom's silly game of "putting his toys away in the basket." Did he succeed? Rarely, but mom was super proud when he did. Do you know that you have a responsibility? You have a responsibility to take care of something that technically is not yours. He belongs to a long line of memories. He belongs to a family who cherishes him. He belongs to something more valuable than you and me. From the moment you chose him until the moment the time is to depart, you are held accountable to a masterpiece that someone built from nothing. Don't let it rot. Don't forsake him. He is precious to me and I pray he is more precious to you. Dear Husband of Maddie and Wife of Macaiden, Today is Mother's Day, 2016. One day you will know what it is like to have babies. You will one day know and understand the sacrifices, the sweat, the worries, and the hope that you have in your children. You will understand that when your kids hurt... you hurt more. You will know that when someone brags about your child... you have a sense of pride. You will understand that everything that you do... it is for them. YOU HAVE A RESPONSIBILITY. Do YOU know that YOU have a responsibility? You have a responsibility to take care of something that technically is not yours. It belongs to a long line of memories. It belongs to a family who cherishes them. They belong to something more valuable than you and me. From the moment you chose them until the moment the time is to depart, you are held accountable to a masterpiece that GOD built from me and their daddy. Don't let them rot. Don't forsake them. They are precious to me and I pray they are more precious to you. Love and with complete sincerity, Chelsea, grand-daughter, dog-owner, and the mom of the two greatest kids ever.
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Casey
5/8/2016 06:56:11 pm
This is so beautiful you are so amazing!
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Chelsea
5/8/2016 07:01:19 pm
I learn from you too casey! I love you!
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