It’s amazing how something as pedestrian as an old-house website can turn out to be such a catalyst for multitudinous blessings.
Through this website (and its accompanying page on Facebook), I have met so many people. With few exceptions, old house people are the finest people around.
Two years ago, after my husband’s death, I decided to shut down this website – as soon as I had the emotional wherewithal to do so. I put my Sears House ephemera in cardboard boxes and told my friend to give all of it to the local college library. I was done. I never wanted to see another Sears House again. Ever.
Fortunately, my friend didn’t listen to me, and stashed the boxes in a storage unit.
More than a year later, I asked him what became of all my catalogs. I couldn’t find them in my rental house, and I had no memory of telling him to dispose of the collection. He said, “You told me to get rid of them.”
With more than a little trepidation, I asked, “Did you?”
He said, “No, I kept them. They’re in storage.”
In short order, he retrieved them from a nearby storage unit, and my ephemera and I were re-united.
That’s something for which I’m also very grateful.
Rediscovering those almost lost catalogs stirred something in me, and gently pulled me back toward my first love: Old houses.
And through writing blogs on a host of topics (including grief and pain), I was surprised (and delighted) to find that I felt nurtured and buoyed by the kind words of long-time readers. I still re-read those supportive comments again and again and again.
As Maya Angelou said, “People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
When visitors to this site leave comments, openly sharing their own stories of tragedy and loss, I feel so very comforted. I feel less alone in my tragedy and pain. I feel less alone in the world. It’s as though those people – people struggling under the heavy weight of their own pain and suffering – have opened up the circle around their heart and invited me in. It’s a sacred sharing, and I treasure every insight, every kind word, and every loving thought.
I will always remember how that made me feel, so thank you for that.
And if you’ve been a faithful reader of this blog but have never left a comment, I hope you’ll do so now. And if you’re one of my faithful commenters, I hope you’ll leave a comment today!