Antiques...
One of the afternoons of cold winter December, Lara asked me if we had any heirloom passed on to us by our ancestors. I started to think about that. In my present home, I have none that would showcase my family tree or ancestry. My twin girls are, what I call them, antique chasers. Before their births, I had not entered an antique store. Now we hit all the stores on the road. In one of the corners of the study, lays an old typewriter with worn out keys. Majestic and beautiful telling a journey of how the words came together to make a story, what was before what is today. In one of the drawers of the dresser in the bedroom lays a golden pocket watch, that tells stories of the time gone by. There is a certain mystery about them, probably that it belonged to an era or period that is unknown to us and we are curious about it. According to Merriam Webster, an antique is “a relic or object of ancient times” or “a work of art, piece of furniture, or decorative object made at an earlie...
