Mom has been dreading to tell me something for a long time but I couldn't get her to tell me what. Well until 10 minuets ago...when I told her I got the shelf up I wanted to put my swimming memorabilia on...
See this lady came out to assist Mom in her home after a hospital stay...which she was there she "cleaned" Mom's kitchen. By tossing big boxes that were being stored under the cabinet ledge till I had a place for them here. Well two of the three boxes... In one box all of Mom's canning items that were passed down from her Mom. All gone... 60+ years lost there for Mom. (Mom is 69.)
The other two boxes? ALL of my swimming things that were saved over the years. All my trophies, medals, ribbons, pictures, and newspaper articles. The article that even had my accident was in those boxes. And the boxes were marked on three sides with "*Name*'s Medals" and "*Name's* Trophies". I still cant stop crying. I used to be so pretty...I was thin...I was lean...I could swim 100 meters in 47 seconds. Till the accident...now I can swim a 100 meters in about 2 minuets with my shoulder and hip killing me afterwards.
When Mom had begged the lady to tell her why she threw them away...the lady responded that they were just junk, why would anyone want to display junk?
I think it's time to go back and curl up and cry/mourn some more...I have nothing to show to my children if/when I have them.
See this lady came out to assist Mom in her home after a hospital stay...which she was there she "cleaned" Mom's kitchen. By tossing big boxes that were being stored under the cabinet ledge till I had a place for them here. Well two of the three boxes... In one box all of Mom's canning items that were passed down from her Mom. All gone... 60+ years lost there for Mom. (Mom is 69.)
The other two boxes? ALL of my swimming things that were saved over the years. All my trophies, medals, ribbons, pictures, and newspaper articles. The article that even had my accident was in those boxes. And the boxes were marked on three sides with "*Name*'s Medals" and "*Name's* Trophies". I still cant stop crying. I used to be so pretty...I was thin...I was lean...I could swim 100 meters in 47 seconds. Till the accident...now I can swim a 100 meters in about 2 minuets with my shoulder and hip killing me afterwards.
When Mom had begged the lady to tell her why she threw them away...the lady responded that they were just junk, why would anyone want to display junk?
I think it's time to go back and curl up and cry/mourn some more...I have nothing to show to my children if/when I have them.
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