A treaure found in the my closet....

Sometimes I forget that I am getting older, and wiser and the person in the mirror looking back at me is Me, and then just when I think I have it together, something sparks my thoughts to my childhood like it did yesterday afternoon as I was sorting out a closet and came across this slip and dress my mother made for me when I was a baby. My goodness that was 61 years ago, more than a half a century now..My wrinkled and weathered fingers trace over the dainty flowers she carefully embroidered and I know how much time she spent doing this work. I was my parents first daughter or 4 and I do not think she made anything like this for my sisters , she was then too busy, so I feel special and I feel fortunate to have this piece of my past, a time of course that I cannot remember but I have photos of me that my mother has passed on to me as she has for my sisters. I have a few other treasures tucked away some of mine & some of my mothers and I wonder which of my 3 children will want to have them to treasure as I do. You know, it seems the older I get the more sentimental I become. In these times of hardships that our country is faced with, I am reminded of stories my parents told of how they struggled to feed and clothe us. Is history repeating itself and it will continue throughout the next years? I think

we must savor the moments of plenty and save for our future. Some years are bountiful and some are not. We really do not know what the future holds..and

Now when I hold these precious pieces of cloth I want to dispaly them because I know they are priceless pieces of my past and It is my responsibility to create treasures to be passed on to my children and grandchildren. I think I better start today, time is passing quickly and I have much to do, I think I will start with a journal, don't you think that is a good idea?