Hearts of Dolls

Bittersweet.  A taste inside my mouth trickling down the back of my throat.  All the way down, down, down to the pink of my heart.

Today would have been my mother’s 79th birthday, yet she’s been gone for over four years.  She left this world far too soon.  Thankfully, my belief in God is comforting.  I believe she is at peace.

This morning, I spent time in my grand-children’s nursery playing with dolls.  Yes, you read my words correctly.  I played with dolls.  Baby dolls, Barbie dolls and Madame Alexander dolls plus every other brand in-between.

A very special cabinet once owned by my mother protects these treasures which were all part of her collection.  Together they were given to me by my father after she passed away. Shortly after he emptied his home, I wrote of this in a post entitled Cabinet Full of Heart http://wp.me/p41md8-14b .

Today this grand piece of glass with little wood is the center of my grand-children’s nursery.  It’s the first thing eyes of wide see upon entering their room.  Every visit, we sit and stare until a girl of little picks her chosen one for the day.  She holds it gently, combs hair of long or short and sleeps beside limbs of four during an hour of nap.

So yes, this morning on my mother’s birthday, the day after my own and my husband’s too, I played with dolls.  The very best present I could have given to her, all wrapped up in an imaginary pink bow of satin sent with love.   Later, when toddlers with curls and babies too, come to visit, she’ll be looking down upon us wearing feathered wings with dreams come true.

Never too old to lose the child within one’s heart. 

27 thoughts on “Hearts of Dolls

  1. My heart goes out to you friend. I lost my mom 7 years ago and I still think I can give her a call whenever I need her. Can’t wait to see her again in heaven.

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    • Oh, I can’t tell you how often I’ve done the same thing! Wanting to make ‘that’ call to tell her something….anything. My sympathy to you. Heaven waits for us together with our mothers. 🙏


    • I can’t begin to tell you how much your words mean to me, Dan. Thank you! I do have one little grandson who is already eyeing the dolls. There are several ‘boys’ behind glass so before long his four cousins in princess dresses will have him playing along.


  2. My mother passed away about 4 years ago too.Dad has been gone since 2001.I know it’s silly,but sometimes I feel like an orphan.That’s kinda strange for a 54 year old man.Life goes on.Maybe I’ll grow up before my time comes to go.I hope so anyway.

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    • No, never too old to feel that way. Haven’t lost my father, but can’t even begin to imagine it. My brain will not ‘go’ there yet. Thank you for reading and sharing. Blessings to you, Marcus.

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  3. Sharing these special dolls, that hold treasures of profound memories for you, with new sweet little ones can only bring a huge comfort to you as well as a loving smile from your Mom’s face from above.
    We are never to old to play. It’s when we stop playing that we grow old. Lovely … Blessings ❤

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