It's an amazing store full of things I love...books, and old stuff. We've even gotten to know the owners who were there yesterday--it was fun catching up.
While we were there, I found myself standing in front of an antique armoire and I noticed some porcelain dishes. There were several--one was German, but I guessed the others were made in Denmark...
I was right.
When I lived in Denmark for a couple of years in the 1980s, I saw porcelain plates hanging up in almost every home, and the ones most prominent were the Christmas plates, or Juleaften plates. Yesterday, I looked and hoped it'd find a plate form 1985 or 1986 (the two Christmases I spent there...), or if not them, maybe a 1965 plate...the year I was born.
Nope. They had only one plate from the 80s (1989...), and they did have a 1964 and a 1966 plates. I was SO close.
Whenever I see a porcelain figurine in a thrift store or at a yard sale, I quickly check to see if it came from Denmark. Danish figurines have a certain look that I like, personally. When I lived there, I didn't really have the means to buy anything (truth be told, I don't have it now, either...). But, I always look.
Thinking about that experience reminded me that I always find myself thinking about Denmark, the country, the people, the amazing place it is. Whenever I watch the Olympics or the World Cup, I root for the Danes--every time. I can't seem to shake the place, and even though I was there a short time, it's become part of me.
I am so grateful I was able to go there, to work there, to live there, to find out a little who I was at the time, and to have Denmark be so infused in my life now that helped me become the person I am now. Jeg elsker landet--det er klart. I'm sure, whenever I come upon a stack of Danish Juleaften plates, I'll search them out to see if it's one that means something special to me. If I find it, you can be sure, I'll pick it up.
It's just something I have to do.
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