The color of Aunty...
Grab your party beads, your Hawaiian lei and celebrate your inner Aunty…
Its Christmas time and I'm struggling with the loss of Aunty. Still, she is everywhere! It's as if she doesn't want to leave me, as much as I am still holding on to her. Every room in my house is filled with her spirit. This is a good thing because her spirit is such a happy & grateful one. On the other hand, I'm always reminded that she is not here physically. I can sense her, but I can't actually see her. And even though I am very sad, there is an enormous comfort in knowing, believing, and feeling, that she is still, and always will be, with me. Quite simply, it's worth repeating… Aunty is all around.
Several months ago for no particular reason I took the above picture of Aunty’s bureau. It is so telling of who she is and what she is all about. First of all, it's colorful. Second, there are lots of family pictures (you can’t see them but they are there), and it's covered with her favorite things. Aunty's trademark high heel is there. High heels had to be one of her most favorite things. She was stylish till the end. There's perfume and plenty of lipstick, two things she enjoyed immensely. She’s got her bobby pins stashed away and her Mardi Gras beads ready. Aunty was always celebrating life. She celebrated each day of living. Joyful to simply wake up and breathe! Grateful for a simple hello. Even her multi-colored wreath of flowers symbolizes her genuine affection for all.
And the name tag: Helen showed how often we would go places. There was always a name tag on her dresser representing her myriad of activities, from the ladies church meetings, to the tea parties and lectures. What a life, what a woman. I am reminded of this throughout the day, as I walk by my little Aunty shrine to get to my office.
What’s displayed on your dresser? What does it say about you? Is it time to clean it up a bit? Add more color? Or is it time to simply be more grateful for whatever it is that you already have? In case you didn’t notice, Aunty’s old jewelry box has no expensive diamonds or platinum….but; she led a treasured life…and a gloriously rich existence. If we had to measure her service to others throughout her years of living, she gave more than the weight of the earth in gold!
Thanks for stopping by, and in some cases opening Ageless from your inbox. I am healing and it’s taking some time. However, little by little I will get back to that place of full enjoyment living with that all out Over-the-Top zest! I’ll take you along on that magic carpet ride that was just about to lift off before Aunty got sick… With blessings from above, Guardian Angel Aunty is preparing the path for some pretty big things to come my way…
You are invited…so stay tuned to Ageless with Aunty
Happy Holidays
2 comments:
You have memories and aunty's treasures to last a lifetime. The measure of a person is measured by the impact on the lifes of others, and how he/she lived. Not many can say, that their loved one is their Guardian angel. You are blessed, and I pray that good things, and people come your way.
Aunty will forever be precious! She is your little angel who watches over you, as you reminisce, and relish in everything aunty. May the light, warmth, love, gifts, friendships, and family fill you with the inner joy of Christmas.
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