Clearing out the old lantana branches requires a strong back, gloved hands, and something to put the broken pieces into. I carried an empty five-gallon bucket with me. Reach down near the base of the plant, break off the branches, break them in two, and stuff them in the bucket. When the bucket gets full, walk across the yard and dump it into the tree line.
- The end of an era, the era of child-rearing for me and my husband. Granted, both children were adults well before they married, but getting married signified that we as parents were no longer their significant others, so to speak.
- The beginning of the empty nest. For many parents that is a sad time. For these parents, not so much. We still have much to enjoy and much to do!
- The subtle change from a parent/child relationship to an adult/adult relationship, maybe even friend/friend. Something to look forward to!
- The reality that a new generation is following us. It is no longer me and hubby. Our offspring will now carry on for us. Hopefully there will be grandchildren in that equation.
- The fact that hubby and I are not young any more! Slap me in the face and call me a geezer! I’ll have to agree. . .
Today’s prompt from FOLK Magazine’s 2013 Journal Challenge states: “What family memento do you cherish? Why?”
That’s a tough one. I mean, I have TONS of cherished family mementos! The word “memento” comes from the same root as “remember.” Dictionary.com lists this definition: “an object or item that serves to remind one of a person, past event, etc.; keepsake; souvenir.” How does a mother pick just one?
I have spent much time and effort organizing photos into albums and now am in the process of scanning the albums into my computer so I can make digital copies for my children. My external hard drive containing those photos would be my first priority if I had to grab something to save in case of emergency. AFTER my hubby and doggies, of course. Would that count as a memento?
I will call it my photo collection, and yes, that definitely fits. Why is my collection of family photos my most cherished possession? Let me count the ways, as the poet says. . .(so fitting this close to Valentine’s Day)
- Looking at the photos of my family is the closest I will ever come to experiencing my children as babies again.
- Family photos are a permanent record of my family’s personal history.
- They are proof that the memories we have are of actual events in our lives.
- They are a wonderful source of embarrassment when necessary.
- They are proof that Mom and Dad actually did live through the 70’s.
- They give us something to do on a rainy afternoon.
- They will give us something to reminisce about and share when we are old.
- If you stare at a photograph long enough, you can almost make it come alive (wasn’t that wonderful in Harry Potter?).
- They give us a feeling of nostalgia, happiness, gratitude, and belonging.
|Early 90’s. . .me with my kiddoes. . .|
Thank you for this opportunity, Folk Magazine!