Last fall my husband and I celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary. One of the slightly odd things we did when we got together with our children for the occasion was to go around the table one by one and try to name wedding gifts we had received. When we couldn't think of any more, we checked the back of our wedding guest book, which listed them all.
It got me thinking about the things we received as wedding gifts that we still use almost daily. They have stood the test of time, though you may notice some items have required minor repairs by my handyman husband. If you are married, I wonder which of your wedding gifts you still have and use. How often do you think of the people who gave them to you? Through these pictures, I reflect on the kindness of others to us twenty years ago and treasure the reason we all came together to celebrate: our marriage.
A number of our wedding guests blessed us with cash. We pooled this together to purchase 8 oak dining chairs, which remain sturdy and useful. They were crafted by Mennonites.
This is just one sample of framed needlework we received. The roses signify the business my husband used to be part of with his family. The neighbor of my husband's parents made this carefully stitched picture, which now outlives her.
At first we were afraid to use this pottery milk pitcher, which holds milk that comes in bags.* What if it breaks, we thought. Even though it has been used while three young children could have been careless with it, it doesn't have one chip in it.
*In Ontario, Canada milk can be bought in cartons, jugs or bags. Bags come in sets of 3, totaling 4 litres, and is usually the best buy.
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