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Topic: PHOTOS and/or SOUVENIR(S) (vacation) (07/16/15)
TITLE: Bluebird on the Window Sill
By Brenda Rice
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While traveling in Georgia, my hubby and I came upon a Mennonite restaurant and store. We had heard about their delicious food, so we stopped to have lunch. As I browsed the store, I saw many handmade goods. Something blue caught my eye. When I investigated there sat a beautiful, solid glass bluebird on a shelf in the window. Each time the sun’s rays pierced the shadows of the large tree outside, and made contact with the little bird, brilliant sparks of blue delighted the eyes of the shoppers. The card attached to the bird identified it as “Bluebird of Happiness”.
Knowing my mother’s health was declining, I thought it a perfect gift for her. I envisioned the bird sitting on Mom’s window sill near her sewing machine, where she spent many hours each week. Mother was an extremely talented seamstress. She found great pleasure in creating beautiful garments and household items such as, tablecloths, placemats, curtains, pillow cases and much more. I treasure all the items she made for me.
I purchased the little bird from a lovely young woman in a crisp gray and white garment with a bonnet on her head. She had a glow that caught my attention—a peace illuminated her features and her smile was contagious. I thought she was the perfect ambassador for the “Bluebird of Happiness”.
After my mom’s passing, I gave the tiny bird to my youngest granddaughter, Mary Ezra. She was born in November following my mom’s death in July of 2005. I wanted Mary Ezra to have something of Mom’s—a connection of sorts since they had missed each other by a mere four months.
My granddaughter adores the bright blue, glass bird. She displays it in different places around her room. But I think it’s most beautiful when it reflects the sun as it did on Mom’s window sill in her sewing room. Perhaps one day Mary Ezra will give the bird to her daughter or granddaughter. Maybe she’ll remember the story of how the “Bluebird of Happiness” came into our family.
I find it interesting how memories can become attached to objects of little monetary value, but of great sentimental value. They can bridge gaps in history between grandmothers, granddaughters and great-grandmothers. Who could have imagined that a tiny glass bird could remind a child of a great-grandmother she never knew.
Mary Ezra has her special memories of her Gigi even though they never met. One day when Ezzie makes her way to heaven, she will meet her Gigi, and be reunited with me. As we reminisce about many things, Ezzie just may remind her Gigi of the bluebird I gave her long, long ago.
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