My favorite vintage item is my Grandmother’s compact. This is a somewhat long story but I’ll try to make it shorter. My Grandmother Marks found this compact when she was sixteen. I don’t know where or how she found it but that’s okay. She found it and she fell in love with it.
Once again time passed. Mom grew up, got married and had her first daughter, me, Patricia Irene. As a little girl I remember Mom showing me the compact. I fell in love with it. It almost seemed magical. Mom promised that when I turned sixteen, it would be mine. I couldn’t wait.
I grew up and turned sixteen. There wrapped in pretty paper was the compact. My mother hadn’t forgotten.
Time again passed. I grew into a woman, got married and had only one daughter that I was given the blessing to raise. Shannon Leigh was a wonderful child, a wonderful daughter. Sometime in her growing up, I showed her the compact. She fell in love with it. I told her the story I had been told and promised her when she turned sixteen, she could have it. It was wrapped in pretty paper on her sixteenth birthday. I almost believe the compact was in some way magical. All the girls in the family have loved it, loved the story behind it.
The story doesn’t end here. Time passed. Shannon grew up and married. She has a daughter, Sarah Ann. We showed Sarah the compact just a few days ago. She fell in love with it.
We told her the story of her great, great grandmother finding the compact. Of how it’s been passed to every first daughter in the family on her sixteenth birthday.
In seven years the compact will be given to Sarah. My daughter asked me once when she was young if I was sad to give it to her. I’m not sad at all. I’ve very thankful that I have had a daughter such as her to give it to and now she also has a daughter. I am linking up with, My Romantic Home, Colorado Lady for Vintage Thingie Thursday. Check out everyones vintage things and tell them how much you enjoyed visiting.