Treasures

Money cannot buy true Treasures, did you know that?

We tend to think it can when we are quite young.
A new pair of shoes can seem way too important
when you are barefooted. Although whether that
is a treasure or not depends upon the view of
the person I suppose.

I remember girlfriends having 10 pairs of shoes
when I visited them when I was about 12. That was
the first time I ever felt poor.

Oh, don't get me wrong, I did not feel poor in the
way most people do...we never went hungry. We had shoes.
We had animals...and friends... my brothers and I
never felt deprived.

I guess I mean I felt poor in the sense that
others took for granted what I saw as extreme
bounty. ....thats treasure too, isn't it?

When I was young, all that I needed to be Happy
were simple things. A pet, a book, time to lie
and look at the clouds...those were true treasures.

Music to listen to....or to play...or to be able
to sing along...what a joy that was!

I wrote a poem to my Dad thanking him for making
us feel treasured....and rich in ways that money
cannot buy. I also wrote one to my Mom thanking
her, but I think it was too late by the time I
gave it to her...she did not seem to understand.

Little things kept in boxes. The boxes themselves...
true Treasures. A colored picture drawn by hand
by a youngster, then painstakingly colored...not
going outside the lines....treasure.

A letter from a niece wishing a Happy Birthday...
delightful memories....treasure.

That's why I say Treasure. Time will move on....
people will grow older, some will die. But, those
memories will always remain, the true, all important
Treasure.
Memories.

Hugs to all who need them, pass them on!

Katie