What’s the oldest thing you own that you still use daily?
I’m not a hoarder. However, I readily admit that I have some clothes, shoes, and handbags that I’ve had for decades. I suppose I’m lucky, in a sense, that those items not only have lasted so long but that they still fit (for the most part). I grow attached to old odds and ends that remind me of a person or moment. Many are packed away but a few are front and center in some home or office space.
During my childhood, I enjoyed making coffee for my mother in the morning. She loved her coffee. I did not come to like coffee until I was finishing my doctorate and found myself needing a lot of jolts to the system. And, slowly, I came to appreciate having a morning cup of coffee. However, I far prefer my own homebrewed coffee to that of coffeeshops. And, that’s because it reminds me of my mother.
Now, sadly, I do not have my mother’s old stovetop coffee maker. However, what I do have is my first good coffee maker and my favorite cup for my morning coffee. The two remind me of how I came to like something my mother loved.
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I still have some books I read as a child. Encyclopedia Brown and such from 60 years ago. I let my own children read them. Maybe my grandchildren will too.
The oldest thing I own is a stuffed doggie with a wind-up music box. It got named “Lullabye” because it played Brahms Lullabye. I got it in the hospital after being run over by a car. I was 3 years old. I kept it on a high shelf in a closet so it wouldn’t be destroyed by dogs or children, but I know my daughter managed to get it down to play with it when nobody was around.
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To Love What Our Loved
Ones Love Essence of
Tradition Indeed
Dear Miriam
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With Most Respect
And Least Harm For All At Best
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When our parents died, in my share of the memories was the album my mother kept when I was born – when I was still the only child (I have four younger sisters).
It’s in the closet, and I don’t ‘use it every day’, but one of these days I will go through it more carefully – and read the stash of my letters to them that I also got – to go with my stash of theirs.
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Those memory albums are so precious!
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