I am so glad that your Grandmother's liqueur glasses survived that horrible quake. I remember it well (as I am here in L.A.) and it makes an unearthly sound, one of roaring silence that seems to fill the air. Hurricanes, tornadoes, we see and hear coming at least.
And it never fails to amaze me that the most fragile of beloved objects can survive when others do not. I like to think our love, our bonds give them strength, whispered words of love passed down through generations encase them in steel in times of need.
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re: Unbreakable
Date: 2001-11-12 01:33 pm (UTC)I am so glad that your Grandmother's liqueur glasses survived that horrible quake. I remember it well (as I am here in L.A.) and it makes an unearthly sound, one of roaring silence that seems to fill the air. Hurricanes, tornadoes, we see and hear coming at least.
And it never fails to amaze me that the most fragile of beloved objects can survive when others do not. I like to think our love, our bonds give them strength, whispered words of love passed down through generations encase them in steel in times of need.