In Search of the Holy Bibles

I thought I was going to lose my mind today.  I knew somewhere in this house I moved into a few years ago was my mother's Holy Bibles.  I remembered they were in a box with her hair brush, the one that I stopped using on her once I realized it was removing clumps of hair due to the chemo and radiation treatments for lung, liver, and bone cancer.  How could I possibly lose my mother's Bibles and hair brush?!  Can't I remember where I put everything over the past 25 years?!

I have so few possessions that once belonged to my mother.  After she died in 1986, my father went through her things and distributed them among my aunts and some of my mother's close friends, without any of us kids knowing.  Yeah, grief does "funny" things to people.  My sister saved the Bibles and hair brush for me, thank goodness.

I didn't have to tear apart the house too bad.  Turns out, I just put these items in a "better" box and put the box on the very top shelf of my home office.

In the larger Bible, I found sympathy cards that people had sent me almost ten years ago when my dogs died from a poisonous vet drug.  If you think gestures like sending sympathy cards to those who are grieving don't really mean anything, think again. People like me will save them for life.  Sympathy cards are so comforting no matter how many years after someone has lost a loved one.  Please don't be someone who doesn't acknowledge a family member's death, human or animal.  Spend a few bucks and send a card in the mail!

I think my angel mother would be very pleased knowing that her Bibles are not going to be in a box anymore. Soon they will be used in photos with the Faith Collection by Auntie Angel Designs. She, and my angel dogs, are a never-ending source of inspiration for me and breathe life into all that I do for my customers and their furry friends.