These are my grandmother’s glasses. I’ve had them since she passed away on the morning of my High School graduation day in 1982. They are so different from the eyeglasses of today and even though they say everything always comes back in style, I can’t imagine that these ever would. I remember her wearing them and now that I have them I wonder about how she saw the world. I wonder if her eyes were indeed the windows to her soul. Myself being only 18 when she passed away, I didn’t pay attention to her eyes as much as I did the words that came from her mouth. I wonder if she liked her glasses, they are very heavy. I’m really not certain how they came to be in my possession, but when I hold them I am filled with questions about her and I wonder why it is I don’t have the answers. Maybe I was too young to be observant and curious of the inner works of others or maybe I just didn’t appreciate little conversations like “Granny, do you like your glasses?” I know if we had our time together to do over I would have many, many questions.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Tuesday's Treasure
These are my grandmother’s glasses. I’ve had them since she passed away on the morning of my High School graduation day in 1982. They are so different from the eyeglasses of today and even though they say everything always comes back in style, I can’t imagine that these ever would. I remember her wearing them and now that I have them I wonder about how she saw the world. I wonder if her eyes were indeed the windows to her soul. Myself being only 18 when she passed away, I didn’t pay attention to her eyes as much as I did the words that came from her mouth. I wonder if she liked her glasses, they are very heavy. I’m really not certain how they came to be in my possession, but when I hold them I am filled with questions about her and I wonder why it is I don’t have the answers. Maybe I was too young to be observant and curious of the inner works of others or maybe I just didn’t appreciate little conversations like “Granny, do you like your glasses?” I know if we had our time together to do over I would have many, many questions.
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What a precious treasure! The style around here is to wear really funky glasses and some of them remind me of the glasses I remember in the 50's we called cat eyes.
I forgot the picture image of my treasure for today and just uploaded it. It's good to have treasures that remind us who we are and where we came from just as yours does today.
what a wonderful treasure. i can so relate to your words. it would be wonderful if in our ealier years, our priorites reflected the wisdom that comes with age. these treasures are a sweet reminder of the times we did have.....and memories.....i am so thankful for them!
i actually *like* these glasses!
this post is near to my heart because of my great grandmother, Lula Bernhardt (thus, Lula's Hardt for my blog name). she was a precious, kind soul. she wore glasses but they had no metal frame. i never considered how she saw things..from her eyes..her perspective. i do know her hardt though, from the notes in her bible, her cookbook, her history and what others have shared. all sweetness. all grace.
thank you for this post. :o)
I love the stroy that goes with glasses, isnt it funny how we never think of thing's when were younger, until we start the aging thing our self's??
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