A Heart I Hold Dear!!!!

 

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.