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I was given my hope chest when I turned fourteen. It was about that time when I started to open myself up to the idea of wanting to one day be a wife and mother, a feeling I didn’t think I wanted.
I had read about hope chests, as well as my mom and a few friends telling me about them and thought the idea was splendid. A chest that could be filled with useful items that could be used for my future life as a wife and mother, something that I may be able to pass down to my daughters and granddaughters…
Maybe my hope chest can me an heirloom?
My hope chest might not be filled with a whole lot of accessories…yet, but the memories it has within its rectangle shape is beyond priceless.
What ever it may be, I want it to be full of treasures…like my own little personal treasure chest!
My beautiful, dark-stained, hope chest:
I love dark wood. It just says something to me…maybe it pulls out its exquisite wood grain, or makes the object stand out against its background? Whatever it is, it is beautiful! My Hope chest sits glamorously at the foot of my bed, bringing an extra sense of tranquility to my bedroom. It has always been so beautiful…
This is the inside of my hope chest. What was the first thing that caught your eye?
This is my American Girl doll that I hope to bless my daughters with one day. It was such an exciting and much desired gift of mine when I was a little girl, and I know many young girls who feel the same about them. It’ll be so nice to be able to give Kirsten away to my future children. The hat that Kirsten is wearing was handmade by me, the blanket and the pink crocheted coat was made by my grandmother.
One summer I entered a contest through Hallmark that was doing activities for American Girls. I had to do a certain amount of activities for each girl done to receive a new pin. The activities were so fun and let me experience the sort of things the girls did in their time periods to have fun. I also received the AG necklace after I completed all the “challenges” and earned all the pins. The charm bracelet was a gift from my parents! My girls are going to love these!
I can’t leave out things for my future sons, now can I? For a school assignment a few years ago, I hand-painted plastic army men for the study of the Revolutionary War. I enjoyed this project a lot! My boys will love them…
My grandma gave me this jewelry box a LONG time ago! I think I was eight??? When she gave it to me the glass wasn’t broken, and was absolutely beautiful with the intricate painted flowers. Doesn’t the jewelry box look absolutely rustic? Maybe one day I’ll fix the glass…
I have several blankets in my hope chest. A afghan that was given to me at my graduation party, a wolf blanket that I use often…and these. Completely hand done by my great-grandmother. Her embroidery is absolutely gorgeous. There is another blanket that has a whole bunch of hearts, that she did. My mom has told me stories of great-grandma sitting and embroidering each square. This is what makes a hope chest…an heirloom. Memories and timeless treasures.
I have a folder of keepsakes in my hope chest as well. Letters that I have either written or received when I was little, written stories from my mom when she was my age, poems my grandmother has written, birthday cards from my brothers, pictures of family, etc. These are some things that I could not put in the garbage. They are truly…keepsakes. I can’t wait to read them to my children. Can you see the yellowed paper?
Then we come to my accessories…measuring cups and teaspoons, and an apron! This was given to me the same day as the hope chest. I can’t say I was jumping up and down when I saw these, because I totally despised the kitchen, and to this day I have to fight that feeling. But now these are what I can’t wait to use for the first time! Making my first real meal for my future husband…
That day is coming when I will meet the man of my dreams, but in the mean time, I must prepare myself for him, by obeying and preparing my heart for HIM!
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