Tomorrow is St Valentine's day, which is always a little strange for me. My amazingly beautiful mother died on 14th February.....29 years ago, when I was 28. So, from this year onwards, she has been gone from my life, longer than she was in it. I am always surrounded by her though.... I actually only have to look in the mirror sometimes to see her. I often catch her looking at me in the rear view mirror of my car. But I am also surrounded by things that were hers, or remind me of her.
The china cabinet was my grandmothers.... my mother's mothers. Mum loved the cabinet and it should be hers now, but mum died years before my grandmother, so it skipped a generation and came straight to me.
The egg cups in the bottom of the cabinet were the ones mum made us boiled eggs in when we were children, and the Spanish fans were the ones she used when she got hot on holiday. Most of the other things in the cabinet were either my grandmothers, or have been added to over the years by me.... a few presents, a few touristy acquisitions.
Mostly, the cabinet makes me think of my mother, and her mother......the 2 women who influenced me more than anyone else as I grew up. I hope they would be pleased that the cabinet has made its way to France, and that when I am in Caunes, I am still surrounded by the things that remind me of them.