While in Puerto Rico last week, I helped my sister clean out my dad's room. Memories are made of this...
The old dresser originally in our bedroom was there. I found my doll and re-crocheted the original autumn dress for her, like new again. His suits were few and may be saved for great-grandsons. Papi-"Wello", had given me a few ties for Joey (July 2006),and I had asked for a tie-clip for Davey.
Found a small change purse, which 'Peachy'(Wello's pet name for little Joey) said,"it's Wella's!". I gave it to him, he said he'd put it in his treasure-box. Davey calls a change purse Wello gave me (when I lived in N.Y.C.) Wello's "change-chito" purse. I've placed inside momentos: a picture-button of July 15th, Papi-Wello and Diane Marie's-Nune's same birthday, and a white hankie of his.
A desk-side, small-green Spanish New Testament saved.
Some shirts were set aside(ask titi Millie). Even found an old mickey-mouse t-shirt of Dominic's, had holes in it,though.
Wello was a pack-rat, when it came to paperwork! One word kept crossing my mind:"DOWNSIZE". Mostly receipts and very old utility bills. Almost got asthma.
Finally done, the big living-room mirror needs polishing,I thought as I stared at it reflectively, if it could play back all our lives. I'd see all the people who visited during holidays, summer-nights of shared parties: Tata's graduation and my birthday, when I screamed, "I hate teenagers" and Madrina Julie coming to the rescue with a cake, which Tesoro (Diana a toddler) put her toes in. Stolen teen kisses(while mami was in the kitchen, watching through the second strategically- placed mirror). Tata's wedding, we had halloween-crashers theme song: "Will you still love me tomorrow?". Jumping on the bed, styling, yelling: "VOGUE"!!; neighborhood girls lining-up to get hair set and styled; writing love letters to Larry in Vietnam (I felt like Cyrano de Bergerac); baby boys being fed, dressed and treated like dolls; playing Christmas game with titi Annie; spinning Diana around singing:"WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR"(until she practically fainted); Wello cooking everyone's favorite meals; our last pastele dish-making together and Wello and Wella lovingly looking down at their (how many bobos does Wella have?) wonderful grandsons.
Back to the present: there's still a lot work to be done in the "retirement home", where the second half of generations of grand & great-grandkids were raised, lots of living memories to clean and enjoy.
Like Wella would say,(when we'd get depressed):"PONTE A RECOGER ES LO QUE TIENE QUE HACER!" (start picking-up is what you need to do!)
PRECIOUS ARE THE MEMORIES, THAT NO ONE CAN TAKE AWAY FROM US...IN CHRIST'S LOVE, ANNIE.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Keepers of homes
Posted by Andy and Ana at 12:24 AM
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