They sat on Lady Jane's bench, just inside her front door.
Her daughters wondered who would want them.
I DO!!!
And so they arrived in a big box, with their names emblazoned on the outside.
I unpacked them and straightened their hair and hat and skirt and placed them on The Thing,
inherited from my great-grandparents, and formerly a catchall for items coming and going in the garage.
We see them every day.
I wanted to race inside and write a note to my friend, thanking her for her continuing presence in my life. The thank you's to her daughters will have to be enough. I don't know how to write to heaven.
I miss her.
Opal and Joey do, too.
A sweet reminder -- with a tinge of sadness. I hope you focus on the sweet reminder and appreciation for Opal and Joey guarding a spot that could easily accumulate piles.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry for your loss.
Yes, it's Lady Jane smiling at me every time I go through the door. The sadness is mine, and selfish. She went with grace and dignity and little pain, on her own terms, in her own home, at a fine old age, with family by her side.
DeleteI just want to have lunch with her :-) Instead, I greet her through Opal and Joey , and that's pretty good, too.
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I know this is an emotional post but my whole reaction is HOLY COW IS THAT GARAGE CLEAN!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd that's just the beginning, kiddo! You should see the inside!
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Opal and Joey are wonderful, and It looks like they are just waiting to go for a ride with you.
ReplyDeleteEveryone talks to them!
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Those dolls are just over the top amazing. I couldn't keep in the garage as ours gets too much dust and cobwebs. When I first saw your photo I thought that was the entrance hall to your house. What a fancy piece of furniture to have in your garage!
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