She said, “It may not look like much to you
This lace and bead and string.
To me, it is a treasure
Worth more than anything.
This little decoration
I guard and rarely show
Sat atop my wedding cake
‘Bout sixty years ago.
Your grandpa looked so handsome
In the uniform he wore
Ready to join his life to mine
Before he headed off to war.
I cherished that little trinket,
Kept it close to me
While I said goodbye
And grandpa went to sea.
Don’t put your faith in money, dear,
Or superficial things.
Remember that what mattered most
Was when we exchanged our rings.”
The above is the original topper from my grandparents’ wedding cake.
My Grandpa served in WW2. On my Grandparents’ 60th anniversary several years back, my Grandma told me the story of that cake topper. You see, they got married during war time, so cake toppers had become scarce. In fact there were maybe 5 toppers left on the shelf, and the rest were paper. My Grams managed to snag this one. Once my grandpa went off to war, she protected that topper, unsure if it would be the only tangible thing she’d have of theirs for a while. Fortunately he came home safely.
She cherished that topper above all else. It was more important than her diamonds or any other expensive material thing that came along. In her eyes, that little, inexpensive bit of tulle and bead and string was priceless. She cherished it the way she cherished my Grandpa. She passed away a couple months after we celebrated their anniversary. Grandpa followed her a couple years later.
I will always miss them, but more importantly, I’ll always remember the lesson she taught me. Remember what’s important. Cherish the people you love. Don’t take them for granted. Love with your whole heart. Anything less than that is not worth it.
Here’s one of the last pictures I took of them together….on their 60th anniversary. I’ve got a feeling they’re reunited once again.
What a lovely story. Your grandmother sounds like a wise woman.
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She was. 🙂
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Love this tribute – both my grandparents are dead – my father’s side I don’t know at all. Just love .. this post – written with so much love and tenderness.
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Thanks. Although they’ve been gone a little while now, the love and acceptance will never be forgotten.
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So true … *smile .. my grand father was a handsome wonderful man. My grandma was very cold … but she didn’t know better.
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I think often that’s a cultural & generational thing…
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That is such a sweet story. 🙂
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Thanks, Katie!
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Stop making me tear up today! This was so beautiful. 60 years…that doesn’t happen so much nowadays. I’m sorry they passed away but I’m sure they’re together again now. 🙂
I completely agree…you can’t put a price on things of sentimental value. I would have cherished that topper too. We should never take anyone or anything for granted because tomorrow’s a possibility, not a guarantee. 😉
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Sorry! 🙂 And thanks! It reminds me of that Richie Rich movie when John Laroquette was trying to find the Riches and what they kept in their special vaults. He was furious when he found out their treasure was Richie’s first pair of shoes. Hand prints, etc. the real priceless treasures sometimes seem worthless to others because they don’t understand monetary value can’t be put on the real important stuff. 🙂
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Just beautiful, Kitt. You tugged my heartstrings.
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Aww…Thanks, Mae! I’m as proud of this as I am of my Veteran’s Day tribute yesterday. 🙂
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Awww…beautiful couple. Such words of wisdom to live by and pass on.
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I agree. Grandma would be tickled that I found the way to tell her story by poem. 🙂
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You did her so proud! It was beautiful!
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Great story. Your grandma is such a lovely woman. And wise, too.
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Thank you! I have always thought so…
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So beautiful and such a loving tribute to their sixty years together. My grandparents made 76 years together before my grandfather passed that same year at 97 gram hung on until she was 100 years and 6 days. that kind of love and dedication to marriage is so hard to find today isn’t it?
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It truly is. We, as a society, have become so demanding…expecting instant gratification with little to no work on our parts. We don’t work at things or fight for things & we tend to go into things already with an “out” in mind. In marriage I’ve heard people say things like “if it doesn’t work out I can always get a divorce”. With that kind of attitude it’s no wonder we have such high divorce rates.
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I concur God bless
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Thanks. Same to you.
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Grand parents are the best! I miss mine as well, although I could never say it as lovely as you did. Your grandma sounds like a wise woman indeed (but really aren’t they all :-))
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They really are. I think there’s something very special about the relationship between grand parent and grand child (usually).
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Thank you for sharing this beautiful story!
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Thank you for stopping and taking the time to read it!
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Hi Kitt – A beautiful tribute to your grandparents love–thank you for sharing. Your poetry is a wonderful way for me to ease into the blog world after being away. I’m not back full-time, but as always, was charmed by your lyrical voice.
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Thanks, Sheri! So glad to have you back…even part time. You have been missed.
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Beautiful poem and tribute, Kitt. I’m so glad I was close to my own grandparents. A lot of kids miss out on that relationship.
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Yup! My husband was a toddler when his last grandparent died. Thanks, Emma!
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How beautiful, Kitt–thank you for sharing this and for the reminder of what’s important 🙂
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Thanks for taking the time to read it!
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sweet 🙂
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