For today’s post, I am getting a little personal. I wanted to share some vintage furniture or pieces in my home that I “chairish.” These items include memorable items in my home that are dear to my heart. And, almost all of them came from my grandmother or “memaw.”
As I sit here and write this, I realized that I have never spoken about her fully on this blog. And, that is shocking! So, I am definitely going to take this opportunity. You can’t fully understand the pieces I “chairish” until I give you the backstory on my sweet memaw.
You know, you have or had those people in your life that you never realized had flaws. Well, that is my memaw! Someone could tell me that she was a horrible person and I would never believe it. She will always be pure as gold in my book.
My grandmother was diagnosed with ovarian cancer before I was even ten and before she even turned 60. She fought a long and hard battle, but she lost the battle on November 6, 1992. It will be a day that I will never forget. My mom and aunt walking into my friend’s house (where I was staying while my mom was at the hospital) and telling me that we had lost the rock in our family will always be etched into my brain. I already knew before they even got the first word out of their mouth. I remember the smell of the funeral home and how my papaw completely lost it several times throughout the holidays. Like I said, she was our rock.
Why did I think of her as a rock?
Because she was to my mom, sister, and me. My parents divorced when I was four-years-old; my sister wasn’t even a year old yet. We moved back to my mom’s hometown and in with my grandparents. I don’t really remember that time because as soon as she could, my mom purchased a small house for the three of us. I do remember us moving into that house, though. Oh, the red carpet (insert laughter).
My grandparents were there to help my mom with us. My mom was completing her Master’s degree in Speech Pathology and had to drive back and forth several nights a week for class. So, my grandparents would come to our house and watch me and my sister.
I didn’t realize until I had children of my own how hard it is to be a parent. And, I have a husband that helps me with everything. I couldn’t imagine doing it by myself. So, I am thankful that my mom had my memaw and papaw there to help with me and my sister daily. Even taking a bath or using the restroom is hard when you have kids. My children are about the same age now that my sister and I were when my parents divorced. And, it is hard keeping up with them. I thank my mom everyday for what she did for us. And, the things she did went way past the money she spent. Yes, my dad did give child support weekly and we visited him every other weekend. It was the daily love, support, and nurturing that we received that I remember the most.
Either my mom or memaw was at every Christmas party, school play, or T-ball game that I participated in. My memaw went with my mom to our doctors’ appointments, hospital stays (I had my tonsils out when I was 5-years-old), and shopping trips. We even took family vacations during the summer. I truly miss those times!
So, my memaw became more like a second mother than grandmother to me. So, when she passed away, I was devastated. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about her. And, my daughter is even named after her. Kate’s full name is Katherine Caroline and Carolyn was my grandmother’s name.
So, without further ado, here are the pieces that were my grandmother’s that I “chairish” the most…
Vintage Pyrex Mixing Bowl in the Wheat Pattern & Cookbooks
When I graduated college, my mom gave me several dishes that she wasn’t using anymore. Among them was a set of vintage Pyrex mixing bowls. It wasn’t until a little later that I realized they were the ones that my memaw used. My memaw was the cook of the family. All of our family dinners and holiday events were held at my grandparents’ house. My memaw was an awesome cook, so I definitely “chairish” the bowls that she used to prepare our awesome meals.
The green cookbook was hers and the white one has some of her recipes in it. My mom was part of a ladies group when I was in grade school and one year, they put together a cook book. My mom contributed some of the recipes that were passed down from my memaw. Her blueberry muffins are amazing and I will definitely have to share that recipe with y’all.
A couple of years ago, I gave one of my memaw’s chairs a makeover. I had the little chair for awhile and never knew what to do with it. The fabric on the seat was old and nasty, there were scratches on the wood, and it really didn’t fit with the other decor in my home. But, I was determined not to part with it.
So, once we changed our dining room into an office at my old house, I decided to makeover the little chair and use it as my office chair. I think I gave the chair a new life! And, I LOVE it even more now.
My chair does have a little wear and tear to the paint that I plan on fixing, but overall, it still looks good.
Y’all have seen my curio cabinet several times. But, it holds a special place in my heart because it belonged to my memaw. So, I try to put my favorite items in it.
So, I would love to know what pieces you “chairish” in your home. Please share pictures or comment below. There is nothing better than pieces that share memories!