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Special Memories by Lea Salonga
You will always be a special part of me
You will always be a special memory
I'll always cherish wonderful moments
You have given me..
You are in my heart wherever I may be
All the times we shared will always be to me
Songs my heart will sing refreshing melodies
I'll put together all of your laughter
Like a symphony..
I'll remember you wherever I may be
I heard that song recently and it reminded me of my memories. I have a special bag that my Nana made me for my wedding... it was to hold the dollars at the bridal dance. She made this from her heart, and I have cherished it, as it was the last thing she made specially for me before she went to her eternal rest.
In that bag, I have my "special" things. There nestled between the material are pictures that my children drew especially for me, their "mom" when it was so special to be their mom, when they were tiny wee things. I smile and cry at the same time each time I take these out of that "special" bag. I smile because I actually remember the look in their eyes when they came to me with their hands tucked in behind their backs, all shy and eyes twinkling wildly. "Mom, for you" they would say in the most excited of little voices.. "and they would hand me either a drawing, or a card, or some flowers, and I even got some bugs that they found, and once, a pretty red newt. They loved the fact that I loved each and every little thing they presented to me. Special moments brought back to my mind because of the special bag that keeps them safe. I smile and hold them close to my heart and the tears begin.
Now, I am not real sure if these are tears of happiness that comes with these safe, tucked away special memories because I remember the love, or if they are tears that are sad because those honored and cherished memories are just that.. memories.. no more to be lived in the moment, but only play by play of the memorex part of my brain. I would like to think that the tears are a little of both emotions all rolled into one.
I used to have all the cards that my ex gave me stored in that bag. I got rid of those, not because they didn't mean anything to me anymore, but because by keeping them I was not allowing the past to become the past and in doing so I was not allowing the future to come to me.
And there in the bottom of that bag is my little treasure chest.. it contains what my heart holds as the very best of the best of my loves... a lock from each of my children after their first haircut, their first lost tooth, and their wristbands from their births, because even if my marriage didn't survive the tides of change, I came away with two very special gifts of love. And if I could create something that wonderful, that miraculous out of a love I had for one man, I know I know how to love with my entire being, with all my heart, and I know it will happen again.
I believe there is a love out there that is so special it will take my breath away... that will make me feel as though I had wings and anything was possible. just as in my new favorite Love song.. "Let Me" by Pat Green:
Let Me
This feeling in my center, in my heart, it was put there for a reason, all I need to do is wait..
And for gramps.. special memories .. questions:
A mother is driving a little girl to her friend's house for a play date.
'Mommy,' the little girl asks, 'how old are you?'
'Honey, you are not supposed to ask a lady her age,' the mother replied.
'It's not polite.'
'OK', the little girl says, 'How much do you weigh?'
'Now really,' the mother says, 'those are personal questions and are really none of your business.'
Undaunted, the little girl asks, 'Why did you and Daddy get a divorce?'
'That is enough questions, young lady, honestly!'
The exasperated mother walks away as the two friends begin to play.
'My Mom won't tell me anything about her,' the little girl says to her friend.
'Well,' says the friend, 'all you need to do is look at her drivers license. It is like a report card, it has everything on it.'
Later that night the little girl says to her mother, 'I know how old you are, you are 32.'
The mother is surprised and asks, 'How did you find that out?
'I also know that you weigh 140 pounds.'
The mother is past surprised and shocked now.
'How in heaven's name did you find that out?'
'And,' the little girl says triumphantly,'I know why you and daddy got a divorce.'
'Oh really?' the mother asks. 'Why?'
'Because you got an F in sex.
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