I've been going through my mothers things over the last few weeks. She passed away almost a year ago and now my sister and I have the job of taking care of her house and all she accumulated in her many decades here on earth. It's funny how you think you know someone all your life, but then you realize that there was so much more to that person than you even remembered.
I knew my mother was a great cake decorator. However, looking through a photo album dedicated to her cakes, I saw just how talented she really was, with intricate detailing just like the pros. Mom liked to write poetry. I came across some poems she wrote as a young girl and they were beautifully written, like a poet of the highest esteem. Doris loved to paint, too. And as we went from room to room, we began admiring her artwork once again, some of these paintings you could just imagine hanging in a fine art gallery.
But then, I saw the other mementos she saved Remnants from her past. Family photos, cards she received from us through the years. A note from her husband telling her how much he loved her. A clipping of hair from each of her 3 children. These were things that meant more to her than anything else.
While she was a talented woman, my mother never bragged. She'd probably even say that she wasn't that good at painting. What mattered most to her, more than art, more than cakes, more than all the chair caning, knitting, sewing and poetry, was the great love she had for her family and close friends. That's what made her life full. I guess I knew that all along. I just needed to rediscover it again.
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