Here is a poem written by Debbie Short, Hospice Nurse in Tillamook County, Oregon. Debbie shared this poem with our family the day before my Mother-in-Law passed away. We included her poem in Mom's funeral pamphlet. I thank you Deb, once again for sharing your heart.
Folks tend to save things all their lives
Collecting various stuff
From teaspoons to toasters, to teddy bears
To outrageous Hollywood fluff.
Others covet old maps and books
And pour over each one with zest
Or sigh, reading brittle love letters of old
Timeless messages to those cherished best.
I too, have keepsakes that are dear to me
That would mean nothing to somebody else
Things, that when I am gone, will be gone too
Or sit draped in dust on a shelf.
But the collections that mean the most to me
Are painstakingly built over time;
Friends that are clearly hand-picked by God
And family ties that gently still bind.
My collection surely won't fetch a price
On the market of world-woven pleasures
But here, in my heart, it is priceless indeed
A treasured gift, with worth beyond measure."
May you enjoy your family and friends. Keep in touch often. I have been blessed with my collection of family and friends and they are my greatest supporters, whether we are talking about my FM or life situations.