Looking for the Silver Lining
Who would have thought that the COVID pandemic, ongoing lockdowns and forced solitude would give me the chance to learn more about my family than I had known before? I’ve been told that there is almost always something good that can come out of bad, and I this case I can say it was true. Time was hanging heavy and even the company of my husband needed occasional time-outs. Cleaning and decluttering were activities I could do by myself, and I did try. But I admit I am quite easily distracted. As I was looking through things stored in the basement, I came across scrapbooks that had belonged to my Mother. Before she was taken by breast cancer, the same illness that had taken Mama, my sister-in-law, Marie, had packaged up the scrapbooks and other memorabilia and sent it to me with the note, “Now you’re the keeper of the archives.” I’d always known that the scrapbooks existed. Mama had kept them in the bottom drawer of the dresser in the spare bedroom. After Daddy died, and “The Homes...