Mom's China Hutch...

When I was a young girl there were some words I hated to here when I got home from school. Some of those words were, " girls you need to help clean the china hutch." Why did my mom make us do the cleaning and washing of all the dishes I would say. It's her stuff it's her things and she should do it right? Well my mom is on a mission in Nauvoo and today it was my turn to clean the china hutch. But something was different about doing it. I have been looking at it for a few weeks now thinking it needs to be done but not wanting to do it. As I started to clean it and wash each dish one by one so many memories came to my mind. The glasses that were my grandpa and grandma Light's, the little dessert dishes that my mom would put jello in for a special treat. The china from my mom's wedding, the anniversary plates we kids gave them for their 25th and 30th wedding anniversary. It was so neat to clean the china hutch, who know it could be fun. It was great to think of the past and all the fun and special memories that those dishes I hated to clean had made. Just by sitting in the china hutch.