On the weekends there are many of us that like to go junking, antiquing, flea marketing, and thrift store hopping. Sometimes we go local and other times we go on long road trips in hopes to find treasure.
Lately I have been doing a lot of this – unearthing treasures – my junking jaunts have taken me down memory lane as I have been antiquing at my childhood home as well as my hubby’s. Treasure troves of our pasts that we must now sift through as our parents pass on or can no longer independently live in their homes.
It started a few weeks ago after my mom passed away. My sisters and I needed to go through all of her personal stuff. It was hard having to make decisions on what to do with her belongings. We made a day of it, had a special lunch and dinner with our dad and took what we loved or that held a special memory and then donated the rest.
I only wanted one thing – an illustration I drew when I was in 5th grade of my maternal grandmother. My medium – crayon. It never faded. My mom loved it. She framed it exactly the way I presented it to her with a construction paper mat. She kept it on her night stand for a long time – over 40 years!!! Even when she went into a nursing care facility a few years ago – she wanted this with her. It was one of her favorite things. It makes me happy to know I made her something that brought her so much joy.
It is now mine and I am going to keep it exactly the way she did.
If you regularly read my posts – you also know that back in January my mother-in-law suffered a stroke. She can no longer live independently and now lives in a nursing home. Last week my hubby ( he is an only child) and I started the process of packing up the contents of her home. We have been going through all of her stuff –which is a LOT!!! The contents of her home are what make flea markets shine. Old stuff in good condition. She was a pack rat and never threw anything away. We have been sifting, sorting, packing and moving it all. Going through this process re- enforces our commitment of de-cluttering and simplification of our own lives. You can’t take it with you.
My husband chose to keep a few pieces that bring back fond memories for him and I found a few items that I liked. My daughters have asked for a few things, but most of it will be sold at auction or donated.
Here is a sprinkling of some of the items we brought home. My youngest wants to open a little café when she graduates from college and wants all this. Four different sets and more of silverware that haven’t seen the light of day in 30 years.
She is going to be one busy girl getting it all shiny. There are many unique pieces in the mix. She wants me to make a bracelet out of one of the forks for her.
I liked one set of the silver. It is heavy and hammered – modern looking. The tines on the forks are unique. It was worth the hour it took to polish it – as I will enjoy using it.
Hubs fondly remembers these knives from his childhood. He envisions cutting into a lot of of rare steaks right off the grill with them.
Pretty pink water glasses.
These white and pink swirl glasses would look perfect lined up on a window sill with a flower in each one. Aren’t they unique? They have a raised embossed pattern and little gold speckles all over them.
This trio are pretty new, but I can never have too many baskets.
I love to have pops of color in my rooms and this turquoise glass vase/bowl caught my eye. Although I am thinking my youngest is going to want it. It has red specks that must have been part of the glass blowing process.
Some bunnies that won’t eat the flowers or veggies growing in the garden.
These little photo guides are going to the auction with all the ephemera we have unearthed, but I wanted to show you. I am guessing they are from the 1950’s. A photographer’s pocket guide to exposure calculation. You line everything up on the dials – light source, distance, and film type and it tells you what speed and f-stop to use. Now the camera does it all for you.
There are a few other items that my hubs is keeping –a clock, music stand, and barware that I am sure will show up in my posts in the near future. They all bring back fond memories of his parents for him.
Going through this process – cleaning out our parent’s “stuff” has been a trip down memory lane for sure – a bit sad at times, but mostly happy to know that our parents lived happy and contented lives. They enjoyed their favorite pursuits and material items. Having some of their things amongst ours now will help keep the fond memories we have of them alive – which not only makes us happy, but we are sure our loving parents, too.
Have you found any junking treasures lately?