I'm sculpting hands tonight!As I was waiting for the
spidery, long fingers to dry, I started cleaning a cupboard out and
discovered a container full of odds and ends. Actually treasures...tucked
away for safe keeping.
Now most, would say it's just a rock! But, it's a rock I hold dear.
When my grandson was young, he'd collect
anything he saw that caught his eye. Many times his pockets were full of
bottle caps, shinny foil gum wrappers, sticks...and puppy dog tails.
Anything that most of us
would call garbage. These objects were treasures to him.
One day, he said, "Honey, Honey look what I found!"
He came running to me and held his hand out to me, and said, "hold this for me".
He handed me this heart shaped rock, and I've been holding
his heart tight, and I always will!
...and in the quiet stillness between sleep and wakefulness, I hear, and I remember.