I'VE BEEN LOOKING at the old things in my Mom's kitchen and I'm suddenly seeing them with new eyes. These old plates, cups, and glasses that we grew up with, packed and unpacked when we moved cities and houses, and put lovingly on new shelves and cupboards that would be their home. Like many people, Mom lost a few things in last October's earthquake, but not these. Thank you to the God of old things, because someone has plans for them.
