Colleen admired and remembered a teapot that Jean owned. Jean in turn had received it as a gift from another friend. Not so much a gift as it was given to her when the friend’s mother passed away. I could be wrong. But this is my story and I’m sticking to it. Anyway the nice thing is that there is a place to put a candle in order to keep your tea warm. Ok. There are people who are passionate about their tea. Colleen asked about the maker in order to try to find another. Jean gave it to Colleen. It’s one of life’s moments, an act of friendship followed by an act of kindness.
In the giving I saw that memories are more precious. The gift is merely the symbol. We have objects that remind us. But it is in the history of the object that the true meaning lies. Thank you Jean.