Good Morning my wonder-full fb friends: This little Santa belonged to my neighbor and friend Shereen Campbell: who was Mother Christmas herself during our long time close neighbor friendship of 42 years. She still lives, but is in Portland, OR. Her husband Jim, son Darren and daughter Marni all grew up with my familly across the Jonathan Drive street. I have learned so much from my Bamboozie Sis Starhood friend - beloved Shereen...and TODAY, I Celebrate her with this little Santa Music Box. (Also, during her home estate sale - I picked up all of Jims construction hand saws and clamps to hold for Jaimie Darren Campbell when he is ready to settle in a place that needs the energy of his dad.) One of the saws is really old - possibly from Jims grandfather. Its handle is a carved wooden holding shape and the saw has rusted for years. When Jim died, Shereen asked if I would tell his story at the Life Celebration in our park down the street. The good people of the neighborhood prepared a lovely lunch - picnic style and I took a stone Medicine Wheel (Jim was a Mason) and invited folks to take a stone away with them when they left the celebration. I have been painting on a large canvas my memories of my friends..Shereen is a Taurus and use to have the most glorious garden through a picket archway and down three brick ladden steps. I will never forget the late summer day walking in her back door and seeing dozens of bottles of fresh tomatoes canned as sauce for her long winter suppers.....She is such a wonderful Earthkeeper and Holiday Producer...thats when she had her home that Jim built for her. It has been a long three Christmass without her wonderful decor : and, she wonders about her life and what am I going to do? Sitting in a far away assisted living Russell Park is not her idea of LIVING. I know our children decide and choose for us what they think is best...It is really sad that when they force us to take up a life style that is foreign to our core way of being. When we recover from our ailments - and in Shereens case depression so deep from the deaths of her mom and husband within months of each other....and, when we want to take up our lives again - only in a different way - It becomes too late because our core has been scattered and blown off as useless and out of date. My friend Shereen Campell lives in our Memories. AND..when we talk long distance - our memories are always about the fun and loving laughter of a life on the Corner of Jonathan Drive There Abouts.
Posted on: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 15:39:39 +0000
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