I'm in love with things most mundane. I'll bet you're not surprised.
The things we kept from ancestors are always been the most mundane. A cheap ceramic beer stein that has held pens and pencils by the phone for three generations, though we may be the last because people carry their phones around now. A set of Pyrex mixing bowls. Socket wrenches. A transferware covered casserole. A handmade lamp. A kitchen wall clock. You can always find a place for something mundane. Make everyday life full of stories and charm.
I have some of my grandfather's tools, some of them over a hundred years old now. It feels that the best way to honor them is to keep on using them, to add a new century's dents and scratches to the old.
You and your treasures are as precious as you can be. Such sweet shares, memories, and sentiment. Your charm moves with you.
I sympathize….a wonderful thing to do is take PHOTOS of things you love but cannot keep. That way you can even make a photo book later. Also, plan a PLATE WALL in your new place….plates can be hung so you can enjoy them.
I’m about to start doing the same sorting for the same reason but every time I open a cabinet door I find a reason to wait to get started. Good luck to us both!
Reading this made me dread the day I should ever have to move. I've been settled here for a long time and have some boxes I never even opened when I loved in because my place is too small. And in the time I've been here I've also accumulated all of my son’s belongings after he died a few years ago. I suspect when it's time to move I'll also fondle plenty of things while trying to decide what to do with them.
PS: I love those Salamina plates.
I have so much empathy for what you are feeling and going through. My home is a collection of the things I love many passed down. There are constant reminders that my parents came to this country with literally nothing and created good lives. Everything creates a constant push and pull at this stage of my life. Total empathy.
Ramona, I see things working out for you, and your most precious plates and platters. I'm decluttering and gifting some treasures.
I hope that you enjoy your walk down memory lane.
Everything engenders memories and it's a truly cathartic journey you are on.
My favourite though, is the brown Japanese-style plate - it's so subtly wonderful. I love it!
The mundane is where history spends most of its time. I'm glad to see that someone else mentioned photos. Memorializing in pictures what could not be brought along physically has saved me from the sadness of saying goodbye to so many loves.
There's something to be said for allowing things to live again with someone else who will love them. My mother played the violin when she was young. She decided if she wasn't good enough to play in a symphony orchestra, she wouldn't play again. Her violin sat in various attics and closets until she died 60-odd years later. My sister, who has musical talent, thought she'd take a crack at it. But since she's focused on guitar, Irish bouzouki, hammer dulcimer, and pennywhistle, she decided she didn't need to take up a new and difficult instrument. So she asked me if I would mind if she gave it to a friend who's a fiddler. Mind? I was ecstatic. The friend travels all over playing my mother's violin, and after 60+ years of being sad and forgotten, it is singing again.
If I were younger, I would offer to take that poppy casserole off your hands and love it. But I too am not downsizing, exactly, but trying to winnow down my STUFF to what I actually use, in preparation for actual downsizing at some future date.
Keep the things that most people wouldn't be interested in but that are meaningful to you. Take photos of things you don't use but love -- and pass them along to someone who will love them. Freecycle and Buy Nothing are GREAT for this. You get to meet the people who will love your stuff, and if you keep in touch, they might send you photos of your poppy casserole at a big family Thanksgiving. And so it will go, on and on. <3
A unique, lovely collection, Romana. I also have some treasures, most handed down by my ancestors. I am especially attacked to my Dalton mugs … still a collector item too. And I have my great grandmother's secretary, which is perfect place to display them.
Thanks for the memory.
I’ve begun downsizing in anticipation of moving also. The easiest way for me to part with things is when I find special places to donate - my husbands golf clubs went to a youth golf league, his bicycle to backstretch workers at a racetrack, tools to carpenters, fabric to Girl Scouts, old depression glass to a store-owner in town who collects donations for people in need in the community, etc. It’s a little easier to part with things that way.
Ramona! I love (and, you’re right, not at all surprised) to find you’re a kindred spirit in finding the kindred spirit in objects. ❤️