Sunday, February 12, 2012

Heart Throbs

GOD IS LOVE.  The key to my heart of Faith.

Vintage style heart with photo of my mom as a young girl

Old book, heart cut from tin ceiling and keys
Cloche  glass, cake plate and mirrored pedestal
 with "Germany" Valentine
Vintage stand up Valentine
One of my bunny angels and Love ornament on the Valentine tree
Favorites- Heart Books
 Seeing the photo of Mom as a little girl and wondering about her Valentine celebrations.
Really don't have any stories to pass along from her era.....  and as visitors have viewed the Valentine tree with my growing up collection of grade school Valentines.. they look with amazement that I still have them...... they were treasured and kept in a heart box and brought out often and unfolded and read--
perhaps my quiet times were pretty simple.... but the memories moved forward with me into adulthood and I can  still mentally capture the bedroom, the light and the presence of opening each red gift.And small tucked away treasures will maybe someday delight another generation. The collecting of memories to create a legacy is really more about the intentional time than the creative outlet. And so, I  take a moment to snap a photo, to tell a small piece of the story- that another generation may hear heart throb echoes from the past. And the greatest story to tell is that WE Love because HE FIRST LOVED US.
 1 John 4:19

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