Wednesday, March 10, 2010

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Something borrowed . . . .

When my mom was in her early twenties she bought a pair of brown cowboy boots. Thirty years later I pull those same boots out of my closet twice a week or so. I'm not sure why we retrieved them from the attic a while back but they mean so much to me today. It might be that they were my mom's and they remind me of the bond we share. Or it might be that they are that "perfect accessory" to my outfit. But, every time I wear them I feel a little bit more grounded. I feel like I can handle whatever comes my way and as if I am representing my heritage. ( I know.. I know; "They're just boots")
What in your life portrays the love you share with someone or the memories you have with past family members? I think it's important to keep "sacred" little treasures close. That way whenever this crazy life becomes a little too much to handle we can hold, wear or look upon our "things" and know that it'll all pass. Life moves on and we have our sweet blessings to cherish.
When I started planning our wedding I wanted some things to make it "our day". I didn't want all the traditional arrangements or the fancy decor. I wanted real, meaningful pieces that would portray our old and new life together. A representation of our lives before we met and the one we have grown over the past three years. This pair of boots is one of them. They represent the most important person in my life and the woman that I cherish with all my heart. She is not only a powerful and loving mother but a beautiful and caring wife. I could not think of any better way to honor her than to wear her boots on my wedding day.
Take time this week to look around, rummage through storage containers or overflowing drawers. Resurrect pieces of jewelry your grandmother wore, cuff links from your grandfather or even a pair of dusty boots. Don't forget your past because it's what has gotten you to your present.

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