Two weekends ago my sister and I went to visit mom to celebrate my sisters birthday.
I am having Thanksgiving at my house this year, first time ever really. So I thought while I'm at moms house I will grab all of my china from her garage. My name is written on a lot of stuff out there. So I just grabbed all that I could see. Last Christmas said cute husband bought me a 1930's china cabinet we picked out together. I'm too cheap, I wouldnt have bought it if he wasnt with me! ha! So I've waited 27 years to display my beautiful china!
I got home, it was around 11pm, I stayed up and unpacked all of it. Unwrapped all of my grandmothers dishes from World War II. My mom's mom I mean. Along with my dads mothers china and some special items like cut glass perfume bottles and many other things dad must have brought back from the war.
The next day came, mom called to see if I had a chance to unpack the stuff. I told her oh yes, I stayed up until around 1am to unpack everything. She seemed surprised and said "Oh" -- I told her that I realized while unpacking that I now have about 4 womens china in my cabinet. That I told Steve my husband that it was absolutely amazing, he agreed. Wait for it, here it comes...oh yes she did say it......
"Oh see now your part of a family Cathy"
I respond, Uh........
"Oh I really wanted you"
Silence on my part....
I was at a loss for words....
My mom elaborated, went on about how lucky I was to get the china and said that possibly my niece, my SISTERS daughter may want the china but dad had put my name on the box. I remember mom telling me years ago that I would get her mothers china...
I respond, Uh huh, well mom I will share the china with my niece, she can have it for awhile and we can all use it for special occasions. I went on to tell her that I was planning on using the china for Thanksgiving.
Incidentally I ordered another 8 dinner plates off ebay, won the bid so now we do have enough plates for everyone come Thanksgiving.
Being adopted is so strange at times. Mom saying that "NOW" I am part of the family left me feeling odd inside. I was painting furniture when she said this, and now forever I will look at that piece of furniture and remember her words. Funny how a person can be as old as 48 and still feel empty inside at times when someone such as your own mom comes up with possibly trivial words (to her) that can do so much hurt and damage inside.
So I clicked on Netflix this morning, I have a little Mac in the kitchen so I can listen to movies or music while I cook. What is up to play, "Lilo and Stitch" -- a cartoon movie. Wow, was this planned by someone up there? You know this movie incorporates adoption. Stitch feels lost, screams out he is lost, and Lilo tells him "Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind, or forgotten." This part of the movie really is emotional for me. So sweet and the face this little creature makes, I can identify with.
I feel like that little creature at times, like a lost little puppy. Then I look around, see what I have created with my own family and I am shaken back into reality. I am the mom now, I have control over my own life. I just ordered 8 more Noritake Ridgewood dinner plates for Thanksgiving, and I am going to have such a nice Thanksgiving table this year. Probably spray some mini pumpkins silver to decorate the table. Make cute little old fashioned flower arrangements. I can always pick myself back up and move forward, focusing on the exciting things coming up in life. Mom will enjoy seeing her mothers china this year!
I dont like to wallow in sorrow for myself or focus too much on the cutting words that could possibly mean nothing to my mom really. Possibly just a mess up on her part, loss of words, not being able to accurately tell me how she feels about me? I like to think this is what makes her say such heartbreaking and cutting words.
This is the furniture I painted and then stenciled:
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