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Katherine and I were remembering the precious time we spent with my sister over the Christmas holiday. We had just arrived at our new home. As the movers pulled out so did we. We drove six hours that night and arrived at my sister's house at midnight - just in time to see Christmas Day in. Kay has a beautiful house. It's huge, in a lovely neighborhood, and on a large parcel of land. She had the whole house decorated for Christmas down to the handtowels and paper plates! We oohed and aahed over the china in the cabinet and its Bible verses. We marvelled at her spotless bathrooms, little guest-sized soaps and perfectly made beds. Her kitchen was the cleanest room I've been in since my gallbladder surgery. "Mom, Aunt Kay is really rich, isn't she?" Katherine asked me yesterday. "Well, honey, she and her husband are both lawyers, the both have a second jobs and no children, so I guess they do have more money than a lot of people." I was gearing up for the "rich in love" discussion just in case this was a question motivated by envy. "I can tell. Her house is so CLEAN." Well, that wasn't what I was expecting! Turns out Katherine had been noticing rooms on HGTV and magazine covers and all those houses looked just like my sister's. Perfectly decorated, gleaming glass, fresh flowers replaced daily, no dirty clothes or dishes to be found. By the time we had packed up to leave Kay's house (after only 3 days) she had lots of little fingerprints on the glass. There were threads and little pieces of cut paper on the carpet, her bookshelves were no longer alphabetical, and the yard had definite footpaths from the constant use. I asked Kay how long she thought it would take to get it all back to normal. "Oh, not long. The girl comes to clean tomorrow, but I was thinking of cancelling this week. I'm not sure I'm ready to have the memory of our time together washed off yet." She always knows just what to say. |
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