I remember Love....
I went to an antique, rummage type sale at the community Temple. A basement full of dishes, candlesticks, old records and lots of vintage costume jewelry. I loved it all. Since the house is jammed full of things that I LOVE... I have taken to only buying things I intend to give away. It doesnt mean I love these items any less, it just means I LOVE them so much I have committed them to someone else, as soon as I buy it. I think this makes me love them even more, they have to speak to me, move me, or appear to already belong to someone else before I will take them home. I walked into the Temple, and having never been inside before thinking about a whole bunch of things. I have been reading alot of books lately concerning world War II. The Book Thief Once We Were Brothers Those Who Save Us Monuments Men The Bakers Daughter The Lost Wife Sarah Key So I entered with the families from my books written on the faces of the men and...