Levi took me to visit his mother’s home this week, each room a collector’s treasure trove of plates, pot, dolls, artwork, furniture, kitchen devices, books, and more. A significant sideboard in her dining area was so like one owned by my great-grandparents that it was like stepping back in time… transported to their tiny home in Lakeville, MN where I spent several summers as a youngster.
Much of what she has is more than 100 years old, many items from her family, and more from estate auctions and similar sales over the years. The collections reflect a love of/respect for history and tradition equally evident in Levi. From beautifully crocheted pieces to costume jewelry to clocks to oil lanterns, there was much to take in, a fun evening, exploring her collections and with Levi’s help, conversing about the things that were reminiscent of heirlooms belonging to my family, whether still accessible or no. Even without Levi’s interpreting from time to time, we were able to communicate much directly. Perhaps the familiar things of old and the connectedness they can inspire provided an unspoken link… until I found myself reminiscing and sharing stories from childhood… Levi finally laughed and asked if I would stop for a moment so he could translate for his mother and his wife… and the connection felt even stronger. Like visits with relative’s years ago, I found myself going home with gifts of homemade apricot jam and a jar of sour cherries and sweet pie cherries. Felt like home in MN in my “growing years” (though clearly not literally [laughing]). Very special. Truly we are all connected [smile]
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