"Just Me"
March 4, 2010
Church Bells
Thursday, March 04, 2010 | 
Posted by
Sharon
It was a bright and early Sunday morning. My sisters and I woke up quick and eager to start our day. The night before we had excitedly sat out our Easter morning attire, three white woven bonnets and petite white gloves made of lace for each. Our patent leather shoes were the same color, and hopefully without scuff marks from the multiple times we tried them on. Our dresses were unique, each of us picked out our own reflecting little pieces of our personalities.The youngest sister wore taffeta with the tiniest polka dots in an antique white. The middle sister wore pink with lots of ruffles and ribbons. And I wore a little of both, pink ribbons and polka dots highlighted my bright white taffeta dress.
My mom spent endless time that morning taking out our curlers and brushing through all our hair. Each of us got a genuine style for underneath our bonnets.
Our dad handed us a little brown envelope filled with change to drop in the church basket for when it came around.
The drive to church was uncomfortable, our dresses were being smashed down as we sat, and a few bonnets fell off. But we were careful not to let it spoil our day. The parking lot was full so we had to park far away. In hindsight I’m glad for it because this is where my most vivid memories came from. The sun shone very brightly peaking in and out through the blowing weeping willow branches that formed a path along the way. The freshness of the early morning day was all around us in sound with the many birds chirping. But the most memorable sound of all for me was the church bells that started to ring on our way in. Harmonious soft tones, each with a different resonating chime. I had to squint through the bright sunshine to see the bronze bells high atop the church steeple. What a beautiful sound that beckoned us inside. People from all around us were quickly heading for the door, slowing my pace I lingered so I wouldn’t miss a thing.
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Beautiful memories are made of the simplest things in life!
The blog was beautiful and Larry does a great job at making this site everything we can imagine it to be.
Nice addition, both of you.
Thanks
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