I had a teapot of my great great grandmothers, it was very pretty. My mother was going to throw it out. Which surprised me since my mother is a "pack rat" but she wanted this gone, so I took it. A few years later I lived with a room mate that had an iguana and the dang thing knocked the teapot off the shelf it was on and broke it. It wasn't fixable. I do have the cup still.
Because of all the moving around we did as children I think my mother lost a lot of stuff. Then because of my past abusive relationships, when I was moving around and sometimes into shelters she didn't want to give me anything. I know my sister has a few things, but not many.
I do have some two glasses my aunt had given me shortly before she died, the are not heirlooms just glasses from her last cruise before she got sick with cancer. So they have wonderful memories with them, when she was lively and fun.. before the pain. I have the put away in the far back of the cupboard, although sometimes people well find and use them, but I yell!! I guess it's what keeps me close to my aunt.
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