I love looking at this china in my old pine cupboard.
I remember when I was a teenager that my father bought this set for my mother as an anniversary gift. My mother took very good care of it and there is still a full set for twelve plus serving pieces.
Looking at this china brings back wonderful memories of family dinners.
Family pictures are another thing that I value. I look at them and see the people that came before me.
There are some family members I knew, like Uncle Charlie,
and some that were gone before my birth.
And then there is my greatest treasure. She isn't worth anything to anyone but me, but to me she is priceless. I was so worried when I was going through my storage boxes that she would be gone and when I found her I felt almost like I did the first time I saw her.
I was five years old and all I wanted for Christmas was a Betsy Wetsy. I was also very specific about which Betsy I wanted. She had to be one without the fake hair or the plastic face. So I went to see Santa to plead my case. I didn't trust my parents to get it right.
I think that may have been the best Christmas of my life. The moment I walked into my living room and saw Betsy was so exciting. I slept with Betsy for the next six years and I always took her with me wherever I moved. Being without her and not knowing her fate was terrible for me.
Yes, it has been sixty years since I first got Betsy, but every time I look at her all of the feelings of sixty years ago come back to me. It was a time of innocence and joy and it reminds me that the simple things in life are the best.
How about you? Do you have family treasures that you have held onto and that mean a lot to you?