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Gifts of a Child

February 7th, 2009 · 12 Comments

My Mom Loved Butterflies

My Mom Loved Butterflies

I was looking around at some of my favorite blogs this morning and Karen’s post at chookooloonks reminded me of something that makes me feel happy and sad.

My oldest son, soon to be sixteen, is the only one of my children that was born before my mom died.  I talked a little bit about her here.  My son was a little over two years old when she died.  A few months after her death, , when I was about six months pregnant with my daughter, I decided I was ready to help my dad clean out my mom’s things.  He wanted to make room for his girlfriend to move in.  (That’s a really long story that I won’t tell now.)  We started with the stuff in her dresser.  My mom was not one to save things and wasn’t very sentimental about items, so most of the stuff was just the usual clothing items.  Amongst those everyday items was a journal that she had had plans to write to my son in.  She never did write in it, but there, pressed between the pages, was a dried clover flower.  I remember that it was the first flower that my son picked for her.  My mom, who was not a saver, not sentimental, saved that one precious clover flower, a heartfelt gift from her grandson.  The worst part…I didn’t save it.  I know that regretting this does me no good.  I can’t get it back.

Tags: Family

12 responses so far ↓

  • 1 ELK // Feb 7, 2009 at 10:52 pm

    regrets are difficult to handle in these situations…sadly I have them as well…blessings, ELK

    ELK’s last blog post..Party Time

  • 2 Monkey's Momma // Feb 8, 2009 at 2:33 am

    I have thrown things away, only to regret it later. Forgive yourself and move on.

    Monkey’s Momma’s last blog post..Winner Announcement For Surprise Box!

  • 3 kosenrufu mama // Feb 8, 2009 at 4:10 am


    kosenrufu mama’s last blog post..Buon weekend

  • 4 shelli // Feb 8, 2009 at 9:06 am

    But the flower lives in her memory, huh?

  • 5 DCHooks // Feb 8, 2009 at 9:10 am

    could you possibly post the pattern for your adorable crocheted guine pig?

  • 6 DCHooks // Feb 8, 2009 at 9:10 am

    Sorry mispelled taht, meant Guinea :)

  • 7 Gayle // Feb 8, 2009 at 10:07 am

    Hi everybody!
    Thank you for the nice comments. You guys are great!

    Hi DCHooks!
    Thank you for visiting! I’ll email you.

  • 8 spread your wings // Feb 8, 2009 at 11:20 pm

    it’s hard, sometimes, to know what to keep. but you have this sweet memory always.

    spread your wings’s last blog post..nightfall / afternoon

  • 9 d @ qdm // Feb 9, 2009 at 12:57 pm

    it’s the memory of the item that we cherish. After 14 years you have not forgotten the flower or why it was precious. That’s what you will hold on to…ease your guilt!

    d @ qdm’s last blog post..Testing….

  • 10 One Difference Between Men and Women // Feb 9, 2009 at 1:52 pm

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  • 11 Dortha // Feb 10, 2009 at 2:04 pm

    I happened onto your website looking for some crochet ideas and found this post about the clover. 4 leaf clovers were very precious to my mom and grandmother and to me. I wrote a short story after they both passed away about clovers. Let me know if you’d like to read it. Thanks for sharing and bringing back some memories for me. I really enjoy your blogs. Dortha from my farm in Missouri

  • 12 Gayle // Feb 10, 2009 at 5:12 pm

    Hi Dortha,

    I would love to read it. Thank you for offering to share it with me!

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