Several years back when my grandmother died, my grandpa found a box of old photo's and a few sentimental things of hers. He was moving and asked if I wanted them...I was thrilled, of course I wanted them. He brought the box over, I went through it and decided to set it aside and wait for "another day" to take on the task of sorting, reading and trying to figure everything out...so the box was set in a corner of a storage room and there it sat...THAT WAS many YEARS ago. A few weeks back I was de-junking and came across the infamous box of "stuff" so I decided to sit down and take things out one by one and decide
what to do with it. There were pictures galore,
(my mom when she was a tiny little girl)
some adorable pictures of my mom when she was just little, many of the places they went
on vacation, some of my aunt and many, many, many of people I didn't know (reminder to myself
as to the importance of writing on the back of printed pictures...names and places) there was also a couple of old journals from MY GREAT-GRANDMA and GRANDPA and some birthday cards that my grandmother had saved. I was thrilled when I ran across an envelope which had a lock of hair
that belonged to my mom when she was a little girl...I also found a tiny little box marked "Jolene's first walking shoes", so I opened it up to find the oldest shoes I had ever seen.
Grandma had taken the time to stuff each shoe with a bit of tissue paper to insure that they
held their shape. They were so adorable and sweet that I decided to put them on display in my living room. Now every time I walk by them, I am reminded of my dear grandmother. I was very close to her and had many opportunities both as a child, as well as an adult, to spend HOURS visiting with her. She had so many stories about life, what she had gone through and what got her to where she was then, the stories of her life intrigued me and I cherish them dearly...
as I will, these special little blue laced shoes.




