From the time I can remember, family heirlooms have always been passed along to me: photographs, parlor oil lamps, great grandma's roasting pan, her rolling pin, salt & pepper shakers, tea cups, dining room light, and flower vases to name a few. Mom was an only child so that worked in my favor.
Grandparent's dining room light |
Growing up I lived next door to my maternal grandparents. I thought they were rich beyond my world because they had a color television with a remote clicker. I would watch Grandpa empty his piggy bank every few months - he would let me roll the coins.
Grandpa's bank |
I have always felt at home with gathered furniture, vintage dressers, different time periods blended together ... brown wooden furniture, not chalk painted. However, I do have vintage white bedroom furniture to make a light and airy room.
Gr-gr-great Grandma's oil lamp |
Braided woolen rugs, hardwood floors, shaker kitchen cabinets, pressed back oak dining room chairs .. nothing matches but everything blends and appears timeless. This year I had my grandparents wall clock restored - it pleasantly chimes every quarter hour and needs to be wound on the seventh day. With every tic-tock tick-tock it brings back memories of Sunday dinner at Grandma's - a tradition that lasted until Grandma said one day that that was the last Sunday meal she could make.
Grandparent's chiming clock |
I see the same 'Time Keeper' qualities in my youngest daughter Ann. She is even more sentimental and purposeful about making memories for her children. I suppose the person who snidely referred to my "big ole Walton style family" knew what they were talking about. We gather around the table often, make memories, and build bonds that will pass from one generation to the next.