It’s been 15 years since her death and we’ve never seen or touched anything from the “crime scene” until now. On my way to the airport we made a stop and within an hour began slowly unwrapping brown paper bags. Bags labeled by number and case. So sad my mom was a case… Much of the items are still there but these few we opened and were able to bring home.
Her purse was secure with all of its original belonging’s; candy, gum, business cards, address book, key’s and more. My sister picked up the lipstick first and I said “wait! Let me guess… it’s sugared bronze” She was so surprised I knew. It was just one of so many things I knew about my mom. I think she’s worn that color since Maybelline made its debut.
And pictures in a plastic wallet insert. Remember when you’d buy a wallet and there was always the picture holder in it? Bless her heart.. In 2001 we didn’t have cell phones. That was a luxury expense that we didn’t see important at the time. My sweet sister, a newborn photo of Madi, and my dreadful homecoming picture… yikes.
But this… her driver license from the 80’s. She was so beautiful. And a minimalist in every way; her wardrobe, make-up, and jewelry were simple. These items have been frozen in time but not anymore.
I strangely contemplated putting on her lipstick and wearing her blush then looking at myself in the mirror. I wouldn’t do that, it is strange. But I will keep these items forever and ever and ever…