I'm horified by the tornado devastation in Oklahoma! People combing thru' mountains of trash for SOME SMALL MOMENTO of their personal lives. ANYTHING meaningful. Not the furniture, the appliances, the pool, even the car.
They want a photograph, a letter, a journal, a toy, a special gift. Something that touches the heart - brings back a childhood memory, a happy time . . .
It puts everything in perspective.
If your loved ones are safe but your THINGS are destroyed, what will you miss most?
I would search through the debris to find those scraps of evidence that I was here on this earth - that I loved and was loved.
I would be thrilled to find this old picture of my mother and me. We were not alike.
We never really bonded until she was very old. But we did. I miss her and I'm glad I have this proof!
Here she is with me (at 90) in her aviator-style 'Glaucoma' goggles on a rare walk on the beach in White Rock, British Colombia.
And I'd love to find a bit of her familiar handwriting -
Here's a picture of Daddy and me when he was 80 and I was 30.
And a scrap of his handwriting when he was 93!
It is precious stuff like this that would matter most to me - if all else was lost.