For as long as I can remember, Grandma had this teapot. A simple Pyrex teapot that got used daily. I have no idea when she got it, but I can vividly remember it coming out at Christmas, Thanksgiving, and Easter dinners when she lived in Hull (now Gatineau). When she moved to the condo in Ottawa, the teapot moved with her. She and her sister, Audrey, would get together pretty much every afternoon at 2pm and the teapot would get filled with Tetley Orange Pekoe tea. I loved the afternoons when I joined them. We’d sit there, drinking tea, laughing at the gossip from the building, talking about everything and nothing.
As I slowly adjust to not having Grandma in my life, I am periodically rocked by intense memories. And on those days, Grandma’s teapot comes out of my cupboard, filled with tea, and I let myself cry.