It is indeed funny that in the eyes of our families we really do not change much from the little girl, or little boy we once were…no matter how many years go by…no matter how much gray on our heads….the inner child remains. During those times when we actually allow him or her to come out and just marvel at the most simple things….as simple as a Tea Set…

The Forgotten Tea Set…
When I was a young girl I so loved looking at the tea set my Mother had. My father had purchased it during the early 50’s in Germany when he was in the Army. I had always thought it to be lovely and could imagine that when I was grown it would be on display, and maybe just maybe I would sip a warm cup of tea from it . I am not really sure why I thought it should be mine….I just did.
As young as I was I realized that I should “stake a claim” to it for I had two older sisters and I really thought something as lovely, well… we all must want it. I was brazen enough to ask for it…over the years on more then one occasion, just so my mother would remember that I am the one that realllly soooo wanted it to one day belong to me. Yes dear, she would reply…..I would sigh with relief each and every time I asked for it….it would one day be mine.
In the 80’s my parents started looking for property in FL. once found they had a house built and put the house in NY up for sale. My one sister and her husband…having fallen in love with FL soon followed. Around the same time I had gotten married and my husband and I were relocating to GA. That left one sister in NY. She was married and had two beautiful children….lots of friends and her husbands family with who she had bonded with.
I remember during that time my mother coming to me, siting me down and explaining we were leaving the one sister behind…she had thought it would be a wonderful, kind thing if she would give her the tea set. My Mother had so hoped I would agree, knowing it was promised to me…..I mean really, what could I do… I remember very clearly the feeling of loss I felt….and just a tad bit hurt. I told my mother I understood. It was her tea set and she could give it to whom ever she wanted. It seemed to please her leaving it with the eldest daughter….of course I would go along with her decision.
Sadly for my mother…she never really heard the end of it from me. I feel bad knowing how all of the years since I brought it up…making her feel bad about her decision. Kids, they never really grow up…and oh can we be such brats!!!
After several years the sister that was left behind relocated to FL. I remember visiting her new home…I looked for the tea set and it was no where on display. I did inquire about it and was told that it was lost during her move. Another time during a conversation she mentioned she still had it….somewhere. She soon sold that home and moved into another. For some reason over the years she stored a few belongings in the attic of my other sister. Several years ago that sister called me to tell me that her husband had been going through some old boxes and guess what they had found…The Tea Set! It seems No one knew it was there….carelessly wrapped in newspaper….forgotten.
I asked my sister if she would send it to me…all right, I sort of begged her to. After we discussed it I told d her I would call my mother and see what she thought. I think she was pretty shocked at what I was trying to get my sister to do…send me something that did not belong to either one of us. So….once again…the tea set remained in the attic…still forgotten.
This year as we traveled to St. Augustine and hosted Thanksgiving dinner my sister brought with her the tea set, and it was given to me…with my Mothers blessing. Not theirs to do so, but I indeed accepted…with a big smile. As I opened the box, my sister had rewrapped each piece in bubble wrap for the journey Home. I peeked inside and it was exactly as I remember….a little more worn from not being properly stored….still so very lovely.
So, after all of these years the Tea Set is where it belongs… no longer forgotten. Thank You Mom…Thank You Donna