I have been searching lately for vintage/handmade lockets large enough to place my grandmother's picture in.
As much as it still pains me to know she has gone before her time, The locket will be a symbol of her closeness to my heart.
Memories of a loved one who has passed are sometimes the only thing we have.
You take time for granted and dismiss the little things in life.
I can hardly remember what things she bought me in order for me to cherish--I certainly regret that now.
There's that word again. Regret. Amazing how one simple word can mean a variety of thoughts and images.
This post was not meant to be disheartening so much as nostalgic.
To those of you who have loved ones still alive, please, please let them know how much they mean to you.
You never know when change could happen at the blink of an eye.
*If anyone knows of sites that offer reasonably priced lockets, please comment.*
Heartstrings in Translation is a blog filled with nostalgia, wonder, and everything in between. I'm not quite sure what direction this blog will lead, but sometimes the most rewarding part of a journey is not the destination itself but the unknown steps taken.
About Me
- StarryEyedDreamer
- "We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty."~Maya Angelou
I chose this quote as my opening because to me, it perfectly describes what I've observed throughout my life.
My name is Ashley. College student, game addict, and probably up to tomfoolery.
There's more to me than meets the eye (cliché'd but true).
I've always had a knack for writing and thoroughly enjoy expressing my opinions and ideas. Thus, this blog will be a mixture of whatever my mind blossoms.
I will give you the same level of kindness and respect that you offer in return.
I am not perfect nor do I have the audacity to think so.
Create something beautiful!
Sunday, July 17, 2011
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