Thursday, February 21, 2008

The Little Cloth Book

This has got to be one of my favorite pictures of my mother. She is sitting in the chair, reading --well at least holding this little cloth book. She is sitting up so nicely and she looks just like a perfect little child. Look at that smile!! If I were to ever have a child, I would love to have at least one picture like this. The idyllic child.

Fast forward many years and this lovely woman has now had her own child. The first born. We lived in a snowy cold world in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan on the Air Force Base of KI Sawyer. Life was good and the snow was deep. The summers were short and apparently so was my temper.

My mother wanted a picture of her daughter holding the exact same book. She wanted a side by side comparison of the daughter and the mother at approx. the same age. My dear mother, my dear dear mother would never get such a picture. She had a very defiant young one that day. A few years later an out of control dog ate the cloth book in the very pictures you see here today.

I love to flip these pictures, back and forth real quickly. It makes me laugh. It makes me belly laugh sometimes. I thought about this picture tonight as I was struggling to keep myself from tossing my computer through the window down to the parking lot five stories below. I flipped back and forth between the two pictures and found that laughter really is a great medicine.

As I type this at quarter to five in the morning, I do realize that laughter may be a great medicine, but it doesn't get you to go to sleep any faster. It only made me want to blog about what was in my head. I'm so glad I could share this memory with you.

Have a Great Day!

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