I got into a huge discussion with my sister over Christmas about who
gets what when our parents pass away. Here's how the problem started.
My
younger sister said that everything my parents have should be donated
to charity. Now, they don't have a lot but neither do we, and I'm not
sure what charity is going to do with a bunch of antique toys. Anyway
the discussion started to break down further into who get's what.
After going through all the normal things like the toys, clothes, jewerly, and other crap we came to the dining room table.
Let me paint a mental picture for you exactly what this table is.
When it comes to things like simple round dining tables
this is about as basic as it gets. It's a simple oak, two leaf setup
with a light stain. Overall, the table is next to nothing to look at.
I'd say it's about 25 years old at this point and has held up extremely
well. That's because my mother keeps things in fantastic shape and my
dad has refinished it at least twice.
I remember when
he bought the table in the late 1980's. He picked it up from our local
Art Van furniture store, who at the time would sell you unfinished wood
furnishings. I don't know why that's important but anyways he got the
table home and finished both it, and the matching chairs, with the light
stained that he likes so much and then placed it all in the dining
room. He let it dry first, of course.
He had it for
about a month or so then my sisters boyfriend at the time spilled some
glue on it. My dad was so furious he pounded the table and said he just
bought the #$!@# thing and now everyone is messing it all up. This
moment stuck with me for whatever reason, and my dad has no memory of
it, but it's just one of the things that makes me love the table.
So
I told my sisters this story, who also had no memory of it, and we
discussed at length about who would get the table. My older sister
pretty much wants everything my parents possess but I'm not big on the
money part of it, I want the things with sentimental value. The table is
the centerpiece of the house. I don't think even the living room holds
as many memories as that table. It's an heirloom piece and should be
treated as such. It's one of the reasons that I want it. I currently
don't have a dining room table so that's another reason I want it but
that's besides the point.
The long story short is that
when it comes to wanting to divvy up your parents things it should be
less about what something is worth and more about the memories that the
item carries. I have more fond memories of my fathers beat up 30 year
old hammer then I do of his antique collection. It all comes down to
what you hold most valuable, and in my case, a table full of memories is
worth more then anything.
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