Nana’s Blog

I seem to have become the birthday cake maker of the family. I am not sure how that happened but I take it as a compliment. I usually make a chiffon cake for birthdays and I always use my old yellow bowl to beat the egg whites in, as the cake just doesn’t seem to turn out right if I use anything else.

The bowl is old. I remember my mother using it to make her pie dough in. The other day when I was washing it, I started to wonder just how old it was. It has been in the family for as long as I can remember, so did my mother get it new or was it handed down from her mother?

I was talking to a friend about it and she said her mother had one just like it and she had gotten it with a new mix master in the late 50’s or early 60’s. That sounded logical so perhaps that mystery is solved.

It’s funny how things can give us a peek into the life of someone. I could just see my mother being so happy to get this new mixer and a set of bowls to boot. I bet she thought that was a fantastic deal.

It made me realize that a lot of the things we have collected over the years have stories to tell.  My living room lamps had been given away and 30 years later they were brought back to me. That is a funny little story.

Then there is my Robert Woods ocean print that had been in my sister-in-law’s house for 20 years before I finally got it on my wall. That is still a family joke.

The ‘Blue Boy’ needlepoint picture was made by my mother to be handed down as a memory of her. I also have many old dishes, some had been a wedding gift to my grandmother, my mother and some from my mother-in-law. These things and many others all have fond memories and a little peek into the lives of my family.

I wonder if there would come a day when one of my granddaughters would be washing that old yellow bowl and wonder where it came from or how old it is. So many of these things are such ordinary everyday things that we don’t think of telling our family the story that goes with them, or we don’t think the story is interesting enough.

I think I will start a new file on my computer and fill it with the stories of some of things I have. A future family member might be glad I did that.

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