Abandoned Memories

Imagine if these old places could talk. 

I wonder what they would say?

Would they tell us about the sadness of being abandoned after long years of service? Would they tell us how the roof leaks, the boards are rotting, and the basement is full of water? 

Would you want to hang around and listen to that? Or to step inside?

Probably not.

I prefer to believe they would tell of the families they harbored under their sheltering roofs. The joys of seeing children born, the smell of great meals being prepared in their kitchens, and the prayers they heard being said at night. The gentle way they were cared for by the people living inside until it became clear they were no longer able to shelter them any longer. And now, how they belong to the memories of generations that will love them forever. 

Think about it. What legacy do you prefer to hold in the minds of those who love you? Tell the great stories. Tell the uplifting stories. Bring joy to those around you even if you may be falling apart. What you give will be returned tenfold. Give hope, give love.

~Cynthia French Gatlin