An antique china cabinet sits in my dining room. It does not contain china. It does contain memories.
The bottom shelf has a few glass items that have significance to me. Two teacups with saucers were left to me from Great Aunt Edith. A planter in the shape of a lady's head was from Great Aunt Wanda. A couple pieces of some blue irridescent glass came from my paternal grandmother. There are some glasses from memorable moments in my life, too.
The fourth shelf is packed with apples of various construction. Some are glass; some are wooden; some are plastic. For a period of my life, people gave me these apples because I was a teacher. (If I had become a doctor, do you think they still would have given me apples??) My "favorite" one was given to me by my parents. It is made from the volcanic ash of Mt. St. Helens. It blew its top the day I graduated from high school.
The third shelf contains an odd assortment of items. The ones on the far left are Precious Moments figurines. In the middle are antiques thimbles from various grandmothers and great aunts. On the far right are three items that I have had since I was little. The two tiny glass purses and the tiny glass vase have stamps on the bottom: Made in Occupied Japan.
The second shelf is cats, cats, and more cats. If you have been following my posts, this does not surprise you. There are mugs in the shape of cats. There are salt and pepper shakers. There are Avon bottles in the shapes of cats. I have a pewter cat and a Garfield pin. The most sentimental of all the cats, though, is one I made out of clay when I took Art for Teachers in college.
The top shelf has three main divisions of items. In the center are thimbles, spoons, and other things from places we have vacationed. On each side of these souveniers are where my sons' things are placed. J-Man has less things because he kept many items that I might have placed in protective custody. The Boy's things were bought home and safe-guarded instantly. I have some souvenirs that he bought on trips, but I also have a couple things he made. One of them is a dog. It looks remarkably like the cat I made in college!
This cabinet was to be mine after my mom was gone. When I moved out, though, she decided I needed it to store my "collectibles." The items in it have changed as the years have passed, but they are each special to me. I treasure this cabinet of treasures.