OLD SPOONS

I have not always had my obsession with old spoons.  I acquired this obsession a few years back when The Mother-In-Law moved to heaven.  As some of her goods were being shared among her children, I found myself looking at a small spoon and couldn't seem to get away from it.  It was a simple spoon and had "Kennestone Hospital"  etched on the end of the handle.  Now since The MIL birthed five babies and had numerous kidney stones with all babies acquired and kidney stones un-acquired at Kennestone Hospital, I was somehow drawn to this spoon.  She either came by it honestly....or not so much.  Either way, you guessed it!  That spoon is now mine.  Not only that but when I eat my oatmeal in the mornings, it's one of the two spoons I use.  Somehow it just makes me happy.  Guess it doesn't take much in this season of life to make me happy.  

Now we fast forward several years.  The Mother knew of my obsession with old spoons and I found one in her silverware drawer.  The Mother and The MIL were a bit different.  The Mother had many more spoons than the MIL.  The Mother just enjoyed buying things and silverware was not exception.  Knowing my "obsession" with spoons, The Mother told me I could have it.  I gladly took it and now I interchange it with The MIL's spoon when I eat my oatmeal.  It's a tradition for me.  Maybe it keeps me in touch with my very loved MIL. 

A few months later, The Mother asked me if I would like to have an old box of silverware of her mama's.  Of course, I said yes and brought it home to live in my china cabinet drawer.    I began to think of those this morning as I ate my oatmeal with the Kennestone Hospital spoon and felt compelled to share.

Here's the goods I have:

The MIL's spoon is on the far right, The Mother's are the other three.  Look at those!  Aren't they beautiful?  The next photo is the wonderful box that the set of silverware is kept.  The silverware doesn't match but I don't care.  Notice that the set is a 24 piece service for 6.   Then notice how the silverware is described....highly polished, longer wearing, needs no polishing, and non corroding.  Now I was thinking that this silverware is probably 100 years old, at least.  It was described as "smart" and "serviceable".  And look at that home economics consultant....wasn't she classy looking?  

I thought of all the times, obviously from the age and use of these, that a family was fed.  Most likely fed food that was grown and processed by the parents.  The times of these humble people were hard times.  This silverware was prized.  How do I know this?  Because the box is still in magnificent shape and probably housed the treasures.  

In the bottom of the box was a guarantee.  Not only a guarantee, but a fancy looking guarantee,

So all this is well and good, you might say, but where is she going with this?  I was thinking of commonalities that I can have with this silverware.  There are many but one is I want to stand the test of time successfully.  Yep.  I want to not corrode and shine with a shine that is a positive joy.  Yep, that's part of it.  

I offer you food for thought in this post.  So enjoy the thought food.  You might even look in the "silverware drawer of your spirit" and eat the food with one of those spoons.  The taste is endlessly delicious!  It's guaranteed.....

Consider.....