Not So Wordless Wednesday
Wednesday, December 10, 2008 Posted by Jolly Mom
This is one of my favorite rooms in my house. Yes, it's a pretty room, but that's not really why I love it. I love what it holds. Memories.
In this room, I have some of my most meaningful possessions. From early on in life, my grandmother told me that one day everything in her china cabinet would be mine. She didn't just have china. There were all sorts of trinkets that any little girl would love playing with. She always let me play with them no matter how fragile or valuable. My grandmother passed away many years ago when I was 14. A few years ago, my mother (who remembered my grandmothers promise) traveled to Uruguay and brought me everything from her china cabinet. We lovingly unwrapped each item, washed it, and put it in its new home. There are many times that I just go in there to look at the dainty tea cups, tea pots, and other pretty trinkets and I think of my grandmother. I would trade all of it to be able to sit down with her today. Let her play with my son. Laugh with her again. I know that won't happen so I go to this room and I look at everything and I remember.
In this room, I have some of my most meaningful possessions. From early on in life, my grandmother told me that one day everything in her china cabinet would be mine. She didn't just have china. There were all sorts of trinkets that any little girl would love playing with. She always let me play with them no matter how fragile or valuable. My grandmother passed away many years ago when I was 14. A few years ago, my mother (who remembered my grandmothers promise) traveled to Uruguay and brought me everything from her china cabinet. We lovingly unwrapped each item, washed it, and put it in its new home. There are many times that I just go in there to look at the dainty tea cups, tea pots, and other pretty trinkets and I think of my grandmother. I would trade all of it to be able to sit down with her today. Let her play with my son. Laugh with her again. I know that won't happen so I go to this room and I look at everything and I remember.
December 10, 2008 6:50 AM
Piera! That is such a wonderful story about your Grandmother! I love stories like that one! Memories are so important and so so important to pass down! I am excited to pass down memories like these to Graham...as well as make new ones!
December 10, 2008 8:01 AM
that's really sweet, the memories and the wishes...
December 10, 2008 8:06 AM
That is a fabulous post!
December 10, 2008 10:39 AM
I remember all the cute little knick knacks my grandma had when I was little. Then a greedy relative took them all when she was in the hospital once. Grrrr!
December 10, 2008 12:37 PM
What a beautiful story!
That's so cool that she left you so many memories to cherish.
December 10, 2008 1:08 PM
Oh you made me cry thinking of my great granny! What a sweet memory, Happy WW!
December 10, 2008 5:59 PM
It's a great room to have! I remember my great gma having a room with bookcases, two chairs, a tv, a couch, and all of her knitting stuff. it was great, then there was the basement, creepy but there are memories of it.
December 10, 2008 7:40 PM
Piera.... OMG that's a beautiful story and i love how you put all of the pictures there to tie it in!
Emily
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December 10, 2008 11:16 PM
What beautiful memories. I'm sure your little one will learn all about her though you, and stories like this!
December 10, 2008 11:52 PM
How lovely!
December 11, 2008 10:31 PM
Fantastic room and sweet story. I love the blue desk and the china. I wish I had more passed down items in my family. I will have to start my own traditions I suppose!
December 14, 2008 11:17 PM
What a sweet post. My dad just brought me some Christmas decorations that belonged to my grandma. My girls love knowing that these things are their great-grandma's, and that it is something we will have forever to remember her by.
December 15, 2008 2:40 AM
What a lovely story.