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February 13, 2013 By mary 5 Comments

[that is my oops-here-comes-a-coworker-as-we-try-to-quickly-take-these-outfit-pics-because-it’s-too-cold-to-go-outside face]
(skirt, shirt, tights, heels, and necklace: all Kohls. I really need to vary my shopping places…)
[photos by the short, but nice Jess Bell]

 

I was summoned for jury duty recently.

The third time in seventeen months.  I didn’t realize until I showed up that after serving, you are exempt from serving again for 24 months and I could have contested the summons. But really, I was looking forward to sitting in a large room waiting patiently for my number to be called and reading a book.

There is no part of my life that involves sitting in one place for a long period of time reading a book. So, actually, I got really excited for jury duty.

Please don’t tell anyone I said that.

I don’t actually want to serve on a trial though, because that takes too much time.

So I was released around noon and got to spend the afternoon walking around downtown, did a little shopping, went to renew my expired-since-October driver’s license, and did a little thrifting.

My favorite thrift shop is top secret and in a bad neighborhood. It’s full of gems and I walk away every.single.time with something I love. I will never share this place with anyone, it’s that good. Don’t ask, I won’t tell you.

While I was there, I was working on adding to my obsessive book collection and I came across a fabric bound notebook that looked like a recipe book. When I started thumbing through it, I realized it was someone’s journal. Specifically, a seventy eight year old woman’s journal.

It immediately made me feel guilty for reading it. The very first page was filled with her thoughts on why she needed to get her story down on paper and why she had to do it now, before she started to forget all the best parts.

This made my heart hurt.

Who was this woman? What were her stories? And how did this book end up at a thrift store?

I would like to tell you I bought her journal. I have been known to buy a stranger’s wedding album if I think it might be thrown away.

I did not buy her journal. But I’ve thought about it every day since passing it up and I wish I had.

This beautiful old woman wanted someone to know her. She needed someone to remember her stories.

I know that feeling. It is sometimes overwhelming.

And I wish I would have bought that journal.

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Everyone loves a good storyteller, right? We’re drawn to them at parties, we want to spend time with them, and love hearing their words. One storyteller that I love to read is Beach Mama and I’m sure you’ll love her too.

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Comments

  1. A Matchy Matchy Midlife says

    February 13, 2013 at 2:39 pm

    hmmm, I would have found it very hard to pass up as well Mary. You speak so well of the struggle, but the fact that you are thinking about this woman is just as good. You may not know anything about her, but by your reflections she is remembered even if her stories are not.

    xo,
    Alyssa

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  2. Ashley McCardia says

    February 13, 2013 at 3:11 pm

    I definitely would not have been able to pass up the journal, but I think she left an impression on you in the short time you had it in the shop, and you will probably never forget it! I saw on twitter you are from indy! We just moved to FL from Indiana. I am super curious about your thrift shop now….lol

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  3. Courtney M says

    February 14, 2013 at 3:52 am

    your so sweet 🙂

    Oh man I LOVE to look through old papers journals and pictures – even if they are people I don’t know! We rented a beach house once and they had left all their family photo albums and scrapbook type things and I couldn’t stop going through them! They were all from the 60’s and 70’s. I was obsessed with looking through their life! My mom thought I was so weird. haha Glad to know there are others like me!

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  4. Julie S. says

    February 14, 2013 at 4:04 am

    I love Kohl’s–no shame 🙂 and I need to go thrifting once. I have never been. Don’t hate me.

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