Sian challenged us to tell a story about something precious. Something you would grab if the house was burning. I actually have a few things. But today, I'm going to focus on just one. Actually, two, if you count them separately.
I would definitely grab my grandmother's tablecloths.
My cousin and I organized a Zimmermann family reunion. It had been years since we'd seen old aunts, uncles and cousins. I brought my scrapbooks. We reminisced about the time we had "in the country" where my grandparents lived. One of my cousins, quite a bit younger than me, asked if I would like to have two of her tablecloths. I jumped at it as I have nothing but memories from my grandmother. (Side note, I do have her beautiful script as she inscribed my First Communion book). Julie (my cousin) then said that since she was so much younger, she does not remember the huge family gatherings and was sad about that. I just reminded her that she got to see grandma Zimmermann everyday since they lived next door.
Little did she know the memories that these tablecloths evoked---the dining room table at Christmas laden with dozens of cookies---playing Scrabble on the screened porch or lounging in the glider---the "reading room" where grandma had all kinds of trashy newspapers and magazines like True Confessions, National Enquirer, etc.---and "the clubhouse" next door set up with a dozen tables---all with cloths for summer parties. I was so thrilled to get these tablecloths. They will remain precious to me for as long as I live.
I do have to mention one last thing. Although I would not be able to grab these in an emergency, I have to say that another precious thing to me would be my gallery wall in the dining room. I collected the antique frames for nearly a year---never paying more than $20 for them. When I thought I had enough, I took them all apart, cleaned and repaired them. I used all old photos---the newest would be the silhouettes of my grandchildren on the left. Other than that, the newest dates back to 1955---the rest are all older than that. It was a huge job, and I will NEVER take them down (I hope the paint holds up), but I'm so glad I did it. For a memory keeper like me, there couldn't be anything more perfect!
I just love Storytelling Sunday!
Stay tuned---tomorrow, we get organized!!