I had a sad, sad conversation with a relative yesterday about what will happen with my mom's belongings once she is in a rest home with no chance of returning home---- and her household goods must be taken on the road to being divided out among the kids and grandkids.
When the relative asked me if there was anything I had in mind that I wanted, I at first said, "No, I don't want anything."
A few minutes later, the relative reminded me of a silver tea set that........
I was astounded. Even though I had said, "NO" it was what was in my mind if I HAD said there was something I might like to have....
I told her that I remembered the silver tea set from childhood, and that if I had said anything, that was probably what I would have asked for on down the line.
She said she would earmark it for me, and I didn't know what to think, except that life, and death, goes on. And for a time, the silver tea set would maybe be in my life until I pass it along.
I hate thinking of a life ending and another beginning, but maybe my great grandson or great grand daughter will be looking at that silver tea set one day, and wondering what kind of person I was.
I can't hope for much, but I hope I will be the kind not to sell the tea set, but will keep passing it on down the line.
And maybe they will do the same.
Who knows how long it's been around or how long it will remain around?
(((((((((hugs))))))))).
Thinking about life and death I feel is always a very difficult subject. You say the tea pot you rememebr from your childhood, so it's not what its worth money wise its the sentiment, if you carry on the story with the tea pot as you pass it down then It probably will stay in your family I would imagine.xx