What do you think of when you see this rock? An ordinary rock? A pretty green rock? Well, for some reason, I like rocks. I find them unique, beautiful and wonders of this beautiful Earth. To me, rocks are natural treasures. Now, this particular rock, I consider a family heirloom. Let me explain. Turns out my grandfather had a thing for rocks also. He had a collection of various rocks strategically placed all around his home, mostly on the outside. I recall a large and sturdy rock that stood proudly in the yard by the front door.
The memory of my grandpa is that he was the sweetest, kindest and funniest man I ever knew. I cherish memories of visiting him when I was a child. He passed away when I was just 13. I am now 50 but my memory of him stays dear to my heart. When he passed away, I asked if I could have this green rock. I don’t know why. I just liked it I guess. I have kept it all these years. I displayed it in my flower gardens at various homes I have lived in. Most recently, I have brought it inside and put it on display with some other rocks I have now collected.
While it may seem like “just a rock” it is truly a family heirloom to me. When I hold it, gaze at it and admire it’s beauty, it makes me think of my grandpa whom I loved so much and miss so dearly. It just goes to show that a family heirloom doesn’t necessarily mean an old antique or a valuable piece of jewelry. I am not sure what became of the other rocks in his collection, particularly the large rock by the front door. But I do know that it is not there anymore. I have asked other family members and no one seems to know. I wonder if whoever took it knows the story.
What items from relatives past do you hold dear? What are your “rocks?” What stories do they carry with them? Tell the stories of how special they are so your family will know the history and sentiment behind it. Visit Heirloom Vault and get started telling your stories now! It’s easy to use and it’s free! www.heirloomvault.net