Unstained...

Unstained...
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee

I think... all the time.  I come up with the darnest things... sometimes.  This morning when I was in my wonderful shower, enjoying the sudsy bubbles (I love suds, I love bubbles that smell beautiful!)... I began thinking about laundry.

I knew I was going to get a little laundry done today.  I don't usually let it build up.  I didn't have much today... but, I wanted to have it done.

I was thinking about how when we spill something on our shirt, dress, blouse, whatever the material we are wearing... we get stains from it.  Catsup, mustard, grease... coffee... you name it.  Try spilling it on a white blouse....

As I was enjoying my sudsy bubbles, my eyes closed... smelling the beautiful scent as they wafted up around my face... a thought came to me.  One that I had never thought of ... before.

Yes, I know you know how I think things that are... different.  How when you think I'm writing about one thing... only to find out... you can't ever take me for granted to write 'what you... think I will'.  I don't even know what I'm going to write prior to sitting down to write... I know what 'I think'... I 'm going to write.  Like 'now'...

Anyway... the thought came to me as soon as I opened my eyes... I was scrubbing my fingernails with a little, purple nail brush I keep in the shower.  I never bathe without using it on my nails... I love to be... clean.  I love my showers, I love my baths.  I love bubbles, suds!

I stopped, looked at my hands... the skin on my arms.  Unstained... through the years when preparing foods, or painting with my acrylics... cleaning house... I've used stuff that when gotten on my clothes... would leave permanent stains.

I stood looking for a moment, while holding my hands out in front of me.  So soft, nice... clean.  Smelled good, too.  I got out of the shower... thinking.

I took my towel, gently toweled off.  I toweled my hands off, making sure every nail was dry, cuticle gently pushed back.  Do you know... as I did that I was thinking... how clean my hands really were.

I looked closely to see if I had any kind of stain on my skin.  No... I didn't!  For years, I've used all kinds of things... and I don't have any kind of stain on them.

I began to think that... if we came up with some kind of material like our ... skin, wow!  We would never worry about spilling something on our clothes.  We would just wipe it all off... and leave it... unstained.

(Photo of Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee... taken summer 2013...).