Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Week #3 Things graf #5
It may look like any other piece of furniture in my home. In fact, I have two that are almost identical. One was given to me after my Grandmother passed almost thirty-five years ago and the other I purchased at an estate auction only two years ago. One came to me with memories, the other with an auctioneers bill of sale. To a stranger, they are both beautiful mahogany china cabinets over crowded with fine bone china.
Of all the grand rooms in my Grandmother's home in Jamica Plain, the dining room holds the most vivid recollections I have of being there. Everything happened at her dining room table- meals, conversations, art lessons, and tea parties. Every visit concluded with a "nice" cup of tea. After we washed up the tea cups and carefully placed them back into the china cabinet, she would always tell me, "Someday, Carolyn, this will be yours."
"Someday" did come. Every once in awhile then after, I would choose a cup among her fine Bavarian china and sip my tea slowly trying to remember her as best I could.