treasures
Very very hard day for kiddo. Her first day back at school since her grandpa died, and she fell down the stairs at theater and hurt her back. A friend told me that this can happen during times of grief because you become so disoriented. All the pain of Bean's grandpa's dead surfaced with the bruises on her back. She sobbed and yelled and hurt for hours and hours. She cried. We cried together. This went on for nearly five hours. Finally after the tears and sobs began to subside, Bean and I went through all her boxes of special things she has collected forever. These included little wood boxes my dad made for her. Her favorite is shaped like a shell. She also has old cigar boxes I collaged for her. We found so many treasures. A necklace she made me when she was three. I promised her I'd wear it tomorrow. Old buttons from my grandmother's button box. Bracelets and rings my dad gave Bean. Turn of the century coins that were gifts from Russy before he died. Lots of vintage jewelry and Milagros from my old collage materials Bean always loved to look through when she was small. My collection is pretty well empty now, since I gave all the treasures to Bean, quite happily I must add. Finally Bean pulled this out this little donut and said, "I always loved this! It's my cartouche that Robin gave me!" I took the photo and Bean "arted" it up. We're feeling much better now though very bleary eyed.
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