Sorting through some boxes I ran across an item that brought back a flood of memories for me.
When I was a little girl, we use to take road trips with the family.
I paid no attention to where we were going because I always had my head in a book.
This particular sunny weekend we were heading past a town called Stuttgart in Germany. After a few turns off the beaten path, we were heading up a gravel road. My mother left the car and we were instructed to stay by the car with our Dad, so we played close by in the surrounding fields. I saw an old grey rickey barn-sided building in front of my Mother has she headed on foot and disappeared up the gravel road.
It was some time – but in my memory I saw her returning with a package. The package was tied with string – she hugged it to her chest as she carefully made her way back to us and … she was smiling.
Now the smile. In my recollection was the first time i saw that kind of smile on my mother’s face. It was serene, peaceful – like a satisfied napping cat.
I was blessed to see the smile again as an adult when traveling around the world antiquing with her.
This what was in the package. A lead crystal, cut glass covered candy dish. No candy. Just smiles.
We were at a crystal factory in what was then known as Western Germany. And my Mother was a crystal hunter and collector and she that day – had found a treasure.
It’s odd how memories are triggered. I hugged to crystal dish to my chest. Trying to imagine how she felt with her new found treasure.