My son is getting baptized next month, so I asked his great aunt about his great-grandfather’s christening gown and she said it was in the hope chest. I went over to her house later that day to see the gown. She opened the chest and the smell of cedar punched me right in the nose. I found a note laying right on top, “have fun looking, but please don’t take anything” a little reminder that all of our history belongs in this chest. I found two wedding gowns, several blankets and lots of family history. Everything I touched was delicate and deserving of all of my attention, but I was on a mission to find the christening gown.

My walk down memory lane was soon interrupted by the chirp of a text. It was my sister-in-law saying they had great-grandfather’s christening gown in their hope chest, but that it was now yellowed and slightly damaged. I suppose things don’t last forever, but our fondness of those things lasts through generations.

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Moving requires us to see, feel and touch everything we own. Stories from the Hope Chest will showcase 7 stories exploring the power of sentimental value. What stories are in your hope chest? Share them with us.

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