Well, there it sits.  

TammyDHU 46F  
972 posts
1/24/2006 9:20 pm

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Well, there it sits.

My family inheritance from my dead grandparents came to me in the form of a china hutch (this is not the actual photo, just one that looks like it somewhat) this weekend. From what I understand, this rare and special piece of family history comes from the year 1945 when my father was born to them.

It came to me in the fashion of an ornery little brother who decided to tell my father's household where to go and what to do with it when they got there, and "I'm bringing it to her....MYSELF!!!!!!"

He knew this was the epitomy, for me, his half sister, of receiving any kind of important family history whatsoever from that mysterious side of my family.

In addition, I have a cat. Little surprise I never owned a piece of furniture worth over maybe a hundred bucks in all my born days.

It has an inside light. On Sunday night I spent nearly seven hours staring at it in total disbelief that the thing was actually here. It gave me the willies to think that those dead grandparents, from their graves up north, somehow knew that the thing was here with me. My grandmother on that end always wanted me to have it. She is the ole lady I remember, the one in the wheelchair who constantly was hooked up to an oxygen tank and once pulled me into her lap, gave me a gold necklace in the shape of a snowflake, and told me I was always her "lost little snowflake" in life. That memory floods my eyes with tears every time I remember her saying those words to me when I was a little girl. Today that necklace hangs proudly from my rear view mirror, where it has been since the day six years ago I first bought my car. She died in 1987, well over half my life ago now.

God knows I never knew that woman well, but I certainly felt her love for me from afar. Tonight as I sit gazing at her photograph which was one of the first things I stuck in that china hutch, I am reminded that perhaps I am even closer to her long after her death than I was to her in life.

She stares at me from that hutch, her smile ever so inquinsitive...every night when I am home from that night forward. And so long as these physical relics remain in my life...even though I am not by nature a materialistic person...with this piece of family history sitting here in my living room, I know..I will never be without her again.

TripleHARD3 58M

1/25/2006 5:18 am

IMHO (214110)memories of your grandmother appear to be triggered by the physical relics you refer to as described by Proust's Remembrances of Things Past. These relics may be a means to an end and not an end in themselves. If the hutch decays with time will your memories of her fade away?

sleekman 51M
23 posts
1/25/2006 9:08 pm

Yes Tammy that would bring tears, Whe she said her "lost little snowflake" And i have a lump in my throat right now, Because i have heard you say that before. I even hurt inside, After reading that. For the love she gave you and i feel for you here. Enjoy your hutch and look at it as a lasting happiness from her. That she is near you, In your heart.

rm_w0lf20015 60M

1/26/2006 1:14 am

Tammy, it gladdens my heart that something nice has brought happiness into your life with some of the trauma that you have gone through.

ilsgicemru 73M
2822 posts
1/26/2006 5:09 am

Tammy ........ I am fortunate to have many things that belonged to my grandparents .... but I have been taking them for granted ........ Your story reminded me that I need to be more aware of those things and send my grandparents my love . whenever I am reminded of them by the things they once owned !!!!

I saw that you visited me yesterday !!! .... Thankyou for your thoughts ..... I got real nervous about my face shot . especially since I am a member of the discussion group here in Central Kentucky . and changed my profile pic again !! ....... I always have a special memory of you . whenever I see youe profile ......................... G

_CoffeeNoCream_ 54F

1/29/2006 10:29 am

lovely story.....

corvairguy 66M

1/29/2006 7:03 pm

Isn't life funny sometimes. I could tell you the same similar story. I also got a china cabinet from my Grand Mother after her death. But that is the end of the story, you need to hear the begining! The china cabinet was originally bought by my wifes Grand Mother! This was long before we associated with each other, that is another story. When her Grand Mother passed away her Grand Father got remarried. His new wife didn't want any of the old memories around of the other woman so the daughter of the grandmother that passed away got the china cabinet and had it for several years. My Grand Mother bought it in a garage sale from them! Now we both have a family heirloom from both families.

I haven't forgotten my Grand Mother and neither should you.


Michael4u06 63M
22 posts
2/6/2006 12:04 am

Beautifully said. I can relate. Thank you, Tammy.

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