Trunk Treasure

Before V. left for Europe, he had found the key to his parent's trunk.  It had been missing for a number of years and I could barely remember what was in it.

A couple of weeks ago, I took the key and, making my way to the garage, I opened what I regarded as a treasure chest.

It was not disappointing...

Two ventouses... These are vintage cupping jars now used, inverted, to showcase small treasures

Romanian folk blouses, skirts and a shawl

A beanie from the time when V. was four

Handmade suede shoes that once belonged to my mother in law
A picture of my guy at 3...

A metal tray with engraved signatures given to my husband's grandfather from his employees

A set of  embroidered pink duvet cover and Euro shams, a linen tea towel from the ship that my husband took to Canada in 1955 and so many, many more items.

There are hand-embroidered table cloths for every occasion, witnesses to another time

This was Elena's favorite

I am reliving the time when my parents-in-law were alive.  These treasures bring V. closer and they shed light on who he is and what he means to me.

You never know what you will find in a treasure chest...


Stella