The Memory Veil and Vanity

August 13, 1912
My Dearest Granddaughters,
As I gaze upon your lovely faces, I remember each of you as if it were just yesterday that we were all together.  I'm afraid that most of my days, these days, are veiled in yesterday.  It is as if my todays are fleeting moments of  going through the motions of daily abultions and care of this earthly vessel.

Oh, My Dears, do not fret, for I am content and happy to have my memories, for if not for them, I would be lost in time and place.  How odd, that those around me cannot see you as I do.  I feel your presence and see you sitting around me in the parlor as you stitch your trousseau samplers.

Ah yes,  how I treasure the memories of my own trousseau so many years past.  Your grandfather, God rest his loving soul, thought my dowry a kings ransom.  You see, he came from the humblest of beginnings, but was the richest man I ever knew with his humble heart of gold.  If not for him, I would not be me and you, my Angels, would not be you.

It has been so long ago that I touched his face and heard his voice.  How I have missed him and yearn for our reuniting.  Yes, my Sweets, I am ready, and pray beside my bed each night that I will awaken wrapped in his loving arms.  However, each day that I find myself still in your presence gives me another day to relive this earthly life's most precious moments. 

As, I draw this writing to a close, I want to remind you of my 'Vanity'.  By this I mean two things. 
“Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.” Jane Austen Pride and Prejudice

One morning soon, I will awaken wrapped in my beloved's loving arms and together we will watch over you, our beautiful granddaughters and your children and their children for generations to come. I leave you 'My Two Vanities', both gifts from my Beloved.  

With love and vanity,
Grandmother

Dear Readers,

My own Great Grandmother spent the last years of her life behind the 'Memory Veil'.  She was lost in time and place in our Family History until recently.  How fortunate I am to have known her through her photo album and thankful to have laid her to rest in our Family Tree and History with her Beloved.

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