Saturday, July 31, 2010

How Long Does it take to Mend a Broken Heart?



I thought that we were in the clear, in terms of my son's heart mending. However, it seems as though this will take longer than I thought to resolve itself. Is a year enough? How about two?

I have  been depressed before (some people haven't). Age has tempered my moods. These days I am content to be in whatever situation I am in, not questioning how I got there or whether it's fair that I got there or not.

But, being with a sad child is a terrible experience. You want to take on the hurt and make it okay. However, all of us old folks know that's not possible. Anyway, a child with pain is just heart rending, and there's nothing that I can do but listen.

Today, I told him to wait until January. It will be a year then. I hope things are better.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

An Embarrassment of Riches

I am embarrassed to say that I have received (too) much in terms of material things in my lifetime. This was especially apparent after visiting my mother-in-law's home after her death and trying to figure out what to do with the 'things' we were allotted. All of it was special - that's the problem. And we wanted some of it, but we knew other items would sit around unappreciated and would go to waste after our deaths. It's no fun to think about your own death, but it's an instructive and enlightening exercise. I would recommend it to anyone over 50, which we, ahem, are.

At any rate, after returning from my mother-in-law's house in New York, and looking around at the things we had already accumulated, and looking at my mom's stuff in the addition, and talking to our kids we decided to lighten our load a bit. So, I opened an etsy shop selling "vintage" mostly family things.

Here is the link:  http://www.etsy.com/shop/denese

I'm telling you, that much of these things that we have are "beautiful things" and have been particularly meaningful to me. I would be surprised if their "specialness" isn't recognized by you-all.

At least I'm thinking so...

Please, let me know what you think (I've never been a shop-keep before).