Perspective

Today I helped my mother-in-law pack up some of great grandma's things. She was going to donate them to Salvation Army. Going through her closet & some mementos felt weird to me. It's hard to put into words. It made me think back to my mother. I really don't have many "things" left from her. My sister, Jessie, gave me a quilt to pass on to Jasmin. Hopefully, that will become a family heirloom. I have two ceramic deer that sit on my dresser. She gave them to me one birthday. They look a little "childish" in an adult room, but I cherish them & no one is allowed to touch them.
This summer, while visiting my mom's family, I scoured many different photo albums from my aunts. I was able to copy pictures which I also cherish. I have so few of my childhood & my mom.
Of course, sometimes I cry when I think that my kids will never know her. I think she would be proud of them. She would have been a wonderful grandma.
For me it has made motherhood I little difficult. I wish I could have asked her questions about pregnancy, childbirth, & raising a child.
I praise God that I have my hope in Christ.