Blessed Motherhood

τα ανω φρονειτε μη τα επι της γης
απεθανετε γαρ και η ζωη υμων κεκρυπται συν τω χριστω εν τω θεω
οταν ο χριστος φανερωθη η ζωη ημων τοτε και υμεις συν αυτω φανερωθησεσθε εν δοξη
Η ΠΡΟΣ ΚΟΛΑΣΣΑΕΙΣ ΕΠΙΣΤΟΛΗ ΠΑΥΛΟΥ 3:2-4

I have begun to expand on the idea of a hope chest for each of my children. While the boys' will be a bit different and mostly filled by their father, the girls' chests are my joyous task. But I do not want it to be about something specific or rigid in its content. I remember that Laura Ingalls Wilder wrote in These Happy Golden Years that on the day of her wedding, she was nervous to drive to her new home, and was warmed to find her things laid out around the house. Her mother had asked Almanzo to do this for her, and I wish to do something similar, but to an even greater extent. Girls were trained in the home arts by their mothers, and very few had cookbooks, but in general they moved to their new homes and continued to cook the same things their mother had. This was, I am sure, some kind of comfort. They also had quilts, sheets, and tablecloths made during their youth in preparation for the day they would become the wife of the home. So I am beginning with large Rubbermaid containers and packing crates (and hope to someday buy each a cedar chest) and filling them with things my girls will use someday in homes of their own, regardless of whether they live in a city or on a foreign mission field. I will add items here as I find them.