A New Old Apron

Written by admin on July 27th, 2008

The funeral is over.  It was comforting to hear friends share their own personal memories of what made my friend so special.  I think a funeral helps to bring closure.  I realize that the hurt for the family will go on for a long while, and probably get worse before it gets better, but I think even for the family there’s something to that final memorial service that gives closure. 

Her husband indeed said, “She would want us all to go on.”

I’ll start my journey “on” by sharing something new; an old something new.  On our trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains, we happened into Mountain City, Tennessee.  In Mountain City was a little store called Mountain City Antiques and Collectibles. 

In Mountain City Antiques and Collectibles, hanging in a slighty obscure location, behind a shelf of knick-knacks and what-nots, was a lovely old apron.  It is now mine.

My husband asked me if I realized it had a blemish.  I said, “Honey, that’s not a blemish.  It’s a beauty mark.”  Besides, old aprons – even if they do have blemishes – are adorable in the garden.

Likewise, this little worn area bothers me not one whit.  It’s a sign of use and love.

More mountain stuff to come.

Lynn

8 Comments so far ↓

  1. Jul
    27
    9:27
    PM
    Louise

    I am so sorry to hear of your friend passing…..I know there will be a hole left in your life along with great sadness. A very good and kind friend of mine passed away over five years ago and I still miss her and know I always will…

    Louise

  2. Jul
    28
    6:15
    AM
    admin

    Louise, I think you are right. I will always miss her. I’m sorry about your friend’s death.

    I was telling my husband, my friend and I were both busy women. It’s not like we were together every day, but her phone numbers were some that I kept in my planner. I wanted them with me even when I went out. We talked about our daughters. We had plans to go antiquing together, but in reality when we got together it was to do something for the children. Even if we went a few weeks without talking, we’d pick right back up where we left off. It was a very fun friendship.

    Lynn

  3. Jul
    28
    6:31
    AM
    Beth

    Sorry to hear of your loss. I agree about the apron. It is a beauty mark. I knew a very old couple once and they shared how their wedding rings had tons of scratches on them. It was a reminder of how they escaped during the Holocaust. The scratches were symbols of their freedom. I was in awe.

  4. Jul
    28
    6:35
    AM
    admin

    Beth, what an amazing story. I would never trade those rings in! I would be wearing them, just like they were. I like this old apron. I wonder who wore it originally…

    Thanks for your kind thoughts.

    Lynn

  5. Jul
    28
    7:17
    AM
    Michele (ivy)

    Wouldn’t it be nice if the “apron could talk?” I wonder who it belonged to? And, what recipes were made while wearing it!

    Have a happy Monday- Michele

  6. Jul
    28
    7:29
    AM
    admin

    Michele, I’ve thought the same thing! It would be the beginning of a great story, wouldn’t it? It would actually make a good writing prompt. Hey, what an idea…

    Lynn

  7. Jul
    29
    3:13
    PM
    Patricia

    Lynn, I love the apron. You could wear anything and make it look lovely and romantic. sigh.
    Patricia

  8. Jul
    29
    6:56
    PM
    admin

    You are so sweet. Thank you, Patricia. :) I was impressed with how feminine you and all your girls are.

    Lynn

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