Stuart M. Perkins is able to pull me into his childhood in some wonderfully emotional ways.
His blog post Finial Moment is especially touching to me today. Not only has he reminded me of similar moments in my own childhood, but as I’m packing up our home in preparation for our upcoming move, I have come across items that have brought back some wonderful memories. I hope some of my readers will find it equally as touching.
Friends and I enjoyed brunch the other day. Afterwards, I suggested we stop by the local antique store to see what was new…
No one got the joke.
Still laughing at myself, because it never takes much, I held the door for the others as we entered and went our separate ways down cluttered and dusty aisles.
We hadn’t been there long when I saw, tucked between Mason jars and wicker baskets, an old Thanksgiving decoration like one Mama used when I was a kid. It was a turkey with a cardboard head but the rest of it was the honeycomb style that opened and latched onto itself, giving the turkey a big round body. Its cardboard head was bent and its big round body didn’t latch anymore, but I held it up to look at it and wondered whose it used to be, where they might have placed it…
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