February 2, 2012
My Grandfather's Clock
For some reason I have always been drawn to this clock. I can remember being 14 years old sitting in my Grandparents basement and subconsciously counting the number of ding dongs every time they went off every hour. I've always adored it's dark color and I especially enjoy how it's ding dongs aren't annoying at all. They are actually more of a deep tone and quite handsome (if I say so myself hahaha!). My Grandad purchased it from an old farm wife when he was stationed in Germany many, many years ago, and it traveled back with him to the States and eventually found it's rest in my Grandparents home where it took it's prominent place in their living room for as long as I can remember.
I never did become a Doctor or a Lawyer (although I do have to say, I practically felt like an attorney with how many divorces I completed being a Paralegal for 7 years LOL). What I did become was a Mother and a Wife. And every time I visited with Grandad he told me what a good job I was doing. He believed in me! And I know he is up in Heaven somewhere still believing in me.
Now every time I hear those tick tocks and ding dongs, I have this special reminder of my Grandfather, and a reminder to myself to believe in me. To believe that I really can accomplish everything I set out to do in life. To believe that I really am doing a good job at being a Mother, even though my family room might look like a hail storm of toys, and I didn't even take a shower today.
Thank you Grandad for believing in me. And thank you for leaving me with the legacy of your clock...I promise it will lovingly stand here, a part of this family forever.