What do you do with something you inherit, but don’t really want? Either you try and get your sibling to take it or you re-create it into something you love.
Such was with the old dining room furniture that belonged to my grandmother and was deposited in our home when my parents left Denver. My Bobie (Yiddish for grandmother) had lovely furniture. But let’s face it – it looked like my Bobie’s lovely furniture.
When we moved last Spring and I gave most everything to anyone walking by, I suggested to my husband that we keep two of the dining room pieces and try and make them into something we could use to keep my Bobie’s spirit alive in our home – she loved people and her dining room was always filled with the sound of family (I have wonderful memories of sitting in her dining room with my cousins and of the smoked whitefish and lox spreads during Connecticut visits).
My intention with my dining room is to create a space that is colorful and comfy (still waiting to get the curtains hung and buffet lights back from the shade maker – final pic to come). We don’t have an eat in kitchen that fits more than 3, so this room takes on a special meaning. It’s where friends will gather and help us make our house a home.
So, imagine my excitement when my talented painter, Matt, stained and burned the china cabinet to reflect a transitional theme. With a new coat of stain, you can see the old wood burnish through. Now we have Bobie’s china displayed and easily accessible. I am sincerely trying to use what I have and if I don’t love it, I am passing it on. It is said that using your good china, wearing your best underwear everyday and drinking good wine if you are going to drink, are ways to add quality to one’s life.
If you have it, use it. If not, lose it.
As I set the table for casual dinner with friends, I will raise one of my Bobie’s crystal goblets filled with Diet Coke and toast the lady who would have encouraged me to do whatever I wanted to with her furniture. She was all about being who she was and dressing with a skip in her step. I think she would have loved the fuchsia inside that brings out the fuchsia in her china. She always added an accessory or color to her outfit.
Here’s to loving what I have. And to those who give me much to love.
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I agree whole-heartedly that we should use what we have, especially the good stuff. I think that objects in some ways forget what they are if they aren’t used. They need to be brought into the mix of our daily lives instead of tucked away.
xoxo
Kat
You are welcome to visit my shrine anytime. I inherited my moms things as a child and it has followed me around the country as a part of her. I am slowly letting go of things because I know the next generation will not have the same emotional attachment as I have, and objects have come to mean less to me. They can never substitute the person. But you made me realize that I should attach some history and stories. So here’s to the keeper of the crap! Thanks for making me think. E
As the recipient of several pieces of my grandmother’s furniture, I really appreciate this post. One question, the back shelf is pink. Is that paint of wall paper?
it’s paint. i considered wallpaper, but the china has a pattern already