After my dad died just over a year and a half ago, my mom and I collected all the cards and tokens of thoughtfulness in a basket. We tried to keep them organized and sent out thank you notes. On one of the dressers in my mom’s room, we placed the patriotic blanket that we received from Hospice and put some pictures and momentos on top of it. The basket was set there as well. Every now and again my mom has said she didn’t like the basket full of stuff there and wanted to do something with it. Since I bought a binder yesterday, I decided it was a good time to take care of it. I put prayer cards, notes, certificates, and other memories in sheet protectors and secured them in the binder. Then I gathered up all the cards into a couple pouches and put those in the binder as well. My mom enjoyed being able to easily look through the special memories people had shared. We talked about what to keep and decided that at this time, the binder was a nice keepsake. It was comforting and somewhat healing to sort through these heartfelt thoughts and memories that people shared.

I Found God today organizing and keeping special memories of my dad.