I visited the Treasure Chest for the first time today. By no coincidence, a very fine establishment I might add. Lots of friendly people with great treasures, indeed!
I was dazed by the beauty of their trinkets. Reminding me all too well of an old friend of mine from town, now deceased, these emotions intrigued me so much so that I engaged in conversation regarding these pieces. Lo and behold, as my heart already knew, they were in fact belongings of my dear friend.
It saddened me to see a few of her favorite things on a shelf. The circle of life. What was a fixture in someone's kitchen had now become a country style chachki at the local thrift shop.
I scooped up most of these treasures, as if to somehow save her. Brought the pieces home. Placed them safely on another shelf. My shelf. Maybe not her shelf, but a place for her memories to be held dear. To now become a few of my favorite things.
I welcome my dear old friend's things home to stay! They have a place in my living room and in my heart.
I recommend our local thrift shops for browsing. You never know what you may find. One man's trash is another man's treasure!