kayc Posted September 25, 2005 Report Share Posted September 25, 2005 Today I finally got around to putting together a package for each of George's kids...a favorite sweater, his Bible, his Baptismal and Membership certificates, some jewelry that had very strong sentimental value to him/us...it was hard to part with anything, but I have put it off too long, they need something to hold of him too. A young man we had written to for five years in prison got out this week...I picked him up from Boot Camp...I knew he wouldn't have anything but the clothes on his back so I packed up most of George's clothes and travel kit, wallet, and took it with me so he can use what he can and share the rest with others like him who are in need. I knew it's what George would want. I kept my very favorite items...his fishing vest and hat, the shirt he wore when we were married, the sweater he liked to wear to church, favorite shirts...and I'll never part with his robe. It's funny how these "things", these inanimate objects so signify the person who wore them...they feel a comfort to me when I go about my life...alone. Someone mentioned smelling their loved one on their clothes...I used to but it long since went away...but in my mind I will never forget his scent. How very lucky we were to have someone that we have loved like we do! There are many who have never had this. I feel very blessed, even in my alone-ness. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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