mnmjenn's Journal

My sister and I got such a wonderful gift from our new step mother.  She and Dad went thru Mom's jewelry box and found pins and necklaces and then picked out fabrics that discribe who Mom was.  Then she made a wall hanging for each of us with Mom's picture in the middle.  This poem from another piece of Christmas wrapping paper was on the outside:

Memories are a special house

We build inside ourselves

Where love and laughter linger,

Where all our past life dwells.

On holidays like Christmas

We can draw upon the store,

Reliving happy times

And feeling all that warmth once more.

Wherever we may travel,

This house is always there

To help to blend the old and new,

To build on... grow... and share.

This house can never get too full,

Just grow from floor to floor.

Because the joy of memories

Is always making more. 

(Author unknown)

I thank God for the new thing He is doing in our family, and the new family He has added to us.  This is a blessing I was not expecting... my new "mom" honoring my own mom.