My mama had a cedar chest...it was her mama's before it was hers. She gave it to my brother a few years back....secretly I wanted it because it held lots of memories for me,but no hard feelings mind you...I am happy for my brother to have it....truly. Mama kept all her keepsakes in that cedar chest. Baby clothes her little ones had out grown over the years, first work sheets her children had brought home from school, things we six kids had made her through the years,our family bible. Even some things from her grandchildren as well. Old love letters,and Valentine boxes my daddy had given her , once upon a time! As a little girl I used to love looking into that old cedar chest and admiring all mama's treasures. I remember asking..Mama please...please, can I look in your old cedar chest. She usually let me, because I would stay there for the longest time,touching every little thing, then placing them right back like she had them. She kept a baby book for each one of her children. Pictures and birthday cards filled them full. Awe..old things...I have always loved old things. The smell of cedar on them...I can still recall that, even today. I have keepsakes of my own , clothes my babies wore, toys that were my children's favorites. I don't have a chest to keep my keepsakes in, but I know where they are when I want to remember when. I have all the little golden books I would read my children every night before bed. Their names are inside them, with their age when they received them. I am thinking I want my own cedar chest, thinking I will start a fund to save some money for one....that way I can keep all these special things together and when I am ready to reminisce I can go right to my very own chest and travel back in time...so to speak :) Sounds like a good plan...hope I can follow through with it. In the mean while I am going to be doing some more weeding in my home...I still have so much more than I truly need. I just need more energy to accomplish that task. Right at the moment, I have zip...energy. I think I need toothpicks to keep my eyes open while I type...OK,I am exaggerating a bit :) ,but truly I am pretty close to the truth..lol
I found this picture below on google...it is very similar to mama's chest. Isn't it pretty?
My chest that I find may not be cedar at all, it won't be a " Hope Chest " done been there, done that :) , but it will be a "Remembrance Chest "of sorts! Some where to store all those things that hold a special memory for me....maybe I will bring them out once a year or so, and touch them and just remember what used to be....loving...good memories are the best! You know...in a way we all have a special place within us where we store such memories.