Tuesday, August 18, 2009

there's rosemary... that's for remembrance

it all went as well as it possibly could go, in a weirdly wonderful way. the Signs were plentiful...from the three perfect black shells and one black feather Beloved and i found on the beach before we tackled the attic, to the two white feathers i found on the way to the signing - it wasn't a closing because the paperwork glitch delays things til thursday - to the enormous clam shell Beloved found in the surf afterwards.

the treasures remaining in the attic were worth going back forth - a journal i wrote at 15, my grandmother's high school yearbook, the stool from the back kitchen. it was the most useful piece of furniture in the entire 25 rooms, i explained to Beloved, as i carried my trophy, triumphant, to the car. my brother and i used to fight over this stool. (it pleases me no end i won.)

i treated myself to some serious retail therapy - a dress and scarf from my favorite dress shop, an embroidered jacket-sweater from my favorite head shop. i indulged in all my favorite foods - black and white milkshakes, taylor pork roll, shrimp, and flounder caught off the pier and fried golden-crisp.

after i signed all the papers, Beloved and i drove out to the cemetery to see "the folks" as i liked to say when i'd drive my grandmother out there.

i did it, roey, i said, as i dug the hole. just as you wanted.

in the jewish religion, said Beloved, with just a hint of hesitation, as i patted the dirt around the rosemary, when you visit a grave you leave a rock. if you don't mind, i brought two from pond house - from our house.

this is one of the reasons i love him. go get them, i said.

and furthermore, the war will end... blessed be.


Divaeva said...

wow - what a beautiful day!

April said...

Sounds like things couldn't have been much better, Annie! I bet you were thrilled to find your journal, as well as your other "treasures".

Martha said...

Peace to Roey.
Baruch Adenoi Alehenu
Blessed Are You, O Goddess of the Universe

Bonnie said...

What a wonderful day you had. I'm so glad you went back and found some treasures in the attic. Things that mean something.

NJDecorator said...

How nice, I am a rock person as well. When I go to places my mother loved, I always bring back a rock/stone for her site. It makes me happy.

Allison said...

What a great guy. Rock on.

Judy Vars said...

Treasures old and new and wonderful traditions and so much love. Like you say wierdly wonderful.