Mary

I thought about our friend Mary as I cleaned a couple of kitchen drawers this morning.  She died a few years back and had fought cancer for several years before she made her transition.  We were talking one day about cleaning house.  She mentioned how much she hated cleaning her bookcases filled with books, and I agreed with her.  When you have floor to ceiling books, it is a major job to clean them.

She laughed and said "you know what I do, I decide to clean one shelf.  After you clean that one shelf, it looks so good and the others look so bad, well even if it takes a week of cleaning one shelf each day, you get it done."

I started with one drawer, and then I did another.  Then it was time to get ready to go to work, but I am going to do the same thing tomorrow.  I use to think I had to do it all in one day, but working one drawer or one shelf at a time is so much easier.

I miss my friend Mary, she was wise and kind and glowed with love.  But she was also loads of fun to hang with.  I can still hear her laugh.