The Simple, Yet Significant List

This scrap of paper sits in my Bible. It’s a torn piece from a receipt pad used in the likes of a small restaurant, café or even a library somewhere in north Alabama. It is yellowed, stained, dog-eared, and would probably seem of no value to most who would have easily tossed it out with yesterday’s mail.

However, it is my treasure, one of my pretties as my Mimi would call them. I adore that it is yellowed and torn and often wonder if the watermark came from spilled coffee or sweet tea. In the South, it can be either as we do not play favorites. I remember that this piece came from the small receipt pad that called the corner of my grandmother’s kitchen table home for many years and where I snatched it from one chilly November morning over a decade ago after she passed.

Now let’s talk about the day I took it…