Saturday, November 8, 2014

The Sound of a Voice








I live alone!  Sometimes when I need io make a decision I argue out loud with myself taking all positions!  But hearing another's voice is heartening.  

Last night my sister, Rose Marie, called me and we talked and talked about concerns I had written in a letter!  It was obvious that she had read it carefully and cared about my concerns!  She told me that I needed to share some our family stories with the next generation!

I told her that our sister, Betty, reminded me of the winter when Mrs Roy Williams gave us a case of spinach and a case of pork and beans when the BSC could not pay Daddy during the depression!  So I got up this morning and wrote the story of these horrific days and Daddys depression at the idea of a broken dream and no money coming in and no job and how it broke our heart to see him and not know how to help him!

In seconds, after I sent the email, the phone rang and it was Andrea, my granddaughter.  She said simply, "oh Mamaw, I read your story and it was so sad!"   And we talked and she took off part of my load with her kind voice!  It was a call I will not soon forget!

No comments:

Post a Comment