This post is for April 11th, 2011
MEMORY -
Moms scrapbook room. It had more meaning than any other place in the house. It was were memories were captured, cut, glued and preserved. Special moments had been reflected upon in this room, but one moment holds most special.
APPLICATION -
Leaving moms house tonight from a quick pit stop, I noticed she had hung Pete's collage on the wall next to the front door. I stood for a few moments enjoying the frame as if I had never seen it before. Each sticker bringing to thought a vivid memory of Pete. To my left was the scrapbook room. I flashed back to September of 2009, the month we said our goodbyes. Yes, the scrapbook room was the place where Pete left earth and joined the heavens above. Mom and I often say to each other while standing in the room " It all felt like a dream, you would have never known someone actually passed away here" The room never held that "weird" feeling we all thought it would have afterwards. The room actually held a new energy now. A loving warmth that it didn't seem to have before. I love being in that room now more than ever before. It was only appropriate to place Pete's picture on the wall that was connected to that room.
REFLECTION -
The scrapbook room will forever be a place of new life, both on paper and off.
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