THIS post comes straight from my heart...
Of all the earthly things I've possessed over the years, one of my favorite THINGS has been our
VINTAGE FRANKLIN WOOD BURNING STOVE.
With the stove being on an inside wall, the flue pipe had to run up the middle of the stove....
which made it very hard to decorate the mantel behind ....
that stove pipe and I have fought round and round about how to decorate the shelf...and .....most of the time...I WON...
I've always had so much fun decorating the shelf in sooo many ways...
loved loved loved this one with the little
WHITE BOO PUMPKINS....
and the vintage ironstone pieces...
A few days after we signed the contract on the CONTINGENCY SALE of our house,
I found myself tearing up every time I walked into the living room....
Even when I told myself....
HEY.....get a grip...
This is just a HOUSE and just look at the beautiful house we are being
handed on a platter.
A gift given to us out of PURE LOVE....!
"SHAME ON YOU !"
I THOUGHT I was going to miss my STOVE...
This beautiful cast iron stove belonged to my mama.
The old home place was very old and when she decided to move over to be closer to us,
she sold her house to the Episcopal church next door.
The church was going to tear down the old house and use the property for extra parking for their services.
Mr. Sweet took the stove out of the house and we stored it in our garage....
FOR 11 YEARS....
With Mr. Sweet working out of town most of the time during those years,
we just never got the stove installed in our cottage.
One year for a Christmas present to his mama,
our sweet son, DAVID KEITH, said,
"Mom, I don't have any money for Christmas gifts (he was a young married and knee deep in college)
so I would like to install your fireplace for your gift."
I am squalling like a baby just remembering and writing about it.
Such a sweet, tender thing....he knew how much that would mean to me and I'll never forget his tenderness and thoughtfulness and love for the rest of my life.
We had a professional do the installing of the flue and etc.....and my sweet boy did all the
brick work and made it all so pretty.
I can't begin to express the many hours of enjoyment this gift has brought to me.
It belonging to my mother...
my son putting the stove into our house...
there's just so much meaning there for me, I THOUGHT I was sick about leaving IT.
I knew I sounded ungrateful for the most blessed gift he and his family are giving us...
a beautiful house to live in.
I didn't mean that at all.....I will forever be grateful for this beautiful house
that I am growing to love in the week we've been in it...
and, then.....the INFAMOUS LIGHT BULB came on....
It's not really THE STOVE I will be leaving and missing....
it's the deep-seeded memories I have when I just even LOOK at the stove.
The gift of love is ALWAYS there.
I don't HAVE to SEE things to remember the love shared in this house
and this makes my heart swell so big, it almost jumps right out of my body.
Tears are running down into my coffee...
my nose is so stopped up, I may NEVER breath again...
sometimes, it feels like the LOVE will just make you explode.
I wouldn't be completely honest if I said that I am not going to miss anything
about our home of almost 40 years.
Of course, I am bound to miss it.
I can still see my sweet girl, STACY LEIGH, sitting on the bar stool by the front window...
watching for the "boy next door" to drive by the house a hundred times a night....and rev his motor
so she'd be SURE to see him....
and watching DAVID make a huge jump on his bike over the large bush in our front yard every day
after school....
OH, YES.....
There's lots of wonderful memories here but the great thing is that those memories are something
that I will always .....ALWAYS.....have tucked into my heart.
They are all held together with my heart strings and they will be there,
no matter if I NEVER see this house again...or some of the things in it.
OOO, what a blessed and a "WHEW" moment when I realized I wasn't being
ungrateful by saying I would miss these THINGS.
Once I realized it wasn't the things I would miss at all...
and when I realized that I would be taking every single one of the precious memories
WITH me,
all was well with my soul.
All IS well with my soul !!
This fireplace warmed more than our bodies...
it warmed our souls and spirits..
..
and how wonderful that the warmth will NEVER go away.
The memories won't ever go away because they are GOD-GIVEN memories....
HALLELUJAH ..... !!
The WONDERFUL THING...???
GOD has seen fit to let me live long enuf to make MORE precious memories....
MEMORIES in a new place.....
New memories, being closer to our family...
new memories of the fun times of NESTING and making this new place
OUR HOME.
The reality is that our family loves us and wants things better for us...
a chance to live in such a beautiful, new, AWESOME house that
is so close to all our family....
without the financial burdens that come with owning a house.
The BIGGEST blessing of all.....
seeing our loved ones even more often than before.
O MY !!
I AM BLESSED.