Tuesday, March 05, 2013
I'm in the start of a big move. We've lived in this house for 25 years. It's been a great house to raise kids in, but now that they are all successfully grown, it's time to move on. We have our retirement home 3000 miles away on the other side of Canada. We are also in the "green card" process so my hubby can continue to work in Texas, also 3000 miles away.
It falls to me to downsize our belongings and "justify" what is kept ( justify to myself, as in will this have a purpose or meaning in the next chapter of my life)
I am now really shaking my head at some of the choices I made as a young bride. And that my mum made and that DH's mum, aunt,gran made. My nemesis? CHINA
Remember when choosing a china pattern was considered mandatory for every new bride? Did we ever think "Does this make any sense?" In my family, the only decision was Noritake, Wedgwood, Royal Albert, Royal Doulton or Lenox. Regardless of our circumstances or our finances, we all HAD to have china.
I suppose if you have lots of friends, invite people over every Sunday like my mum did, and love cooking for 12-16 people, this all might make sense. I, however, am an introvert...and a pagan...and I hate cooking in spite of really trying and not going to restaraunts very often. I have a few cherished friends, but not the ravenous hoards that my mum seemed to always know.
And yet, I have my own china...and 2 sets of Wedgwood from a Great Aunt and Granny, and White lacy china from Mum and a really lovely Christmas set that I fell in love with, and an orange set from my Gran and a set of Provincial Flowers china that was in my retirement house when I bought it and two other sets there. And these aren't just 8 plates and bowls and cups. These are the whole shebang with three big platters, tea sets, covered serving bowls and gravy boats. This is in addition to a huge collection of tea cups, two silver tea services and several silver pieces and untold pieces of crystal. And how many vases does a person really need?!?
Sometime in the next few weeks, I'm hopefully off to an antique store to sell these off. My daughters and son aren't interested. They are a millstone about my neck. Entertaining isn't done that way anymore. I guess the new generation is brighter than we were. At least mine are brighter than me and mine. The one thing that I am NOT going to do is die and leave all this stuff for my own kids to store in their basements for 25 years, only dragging out on occasion and then have to deal with when they are moving on.
I hope this blog is read by a daughter who is being pressured into choosing china and a mum who is pressuring her and a 50 something couple who are being weighed down by their possessions.
Loosing weight and moving on isn't JUST about food and fitness. It can also be about freeing your spirit and lightening your load.
I am grateful to have the time to make these choices and the mental faculty to make them wisely. I wouldn't trade that for All the Tea in China.