One of the themes of The Memory Collectors is our relationship to physical objects — the memories, emotions, and power they hold for us. Every week leading up to the book’s release, I’ll share the story of an object that’s special to me.
This mug was handmade in Haida Gwaii and sent to me by a friend who was living there at the time. I did the math and that had to be over twenty years ago, which is, um, a bit mind-boggling. It’s been my favourite mug ever since, because 1) it’s really big, and 2) it’s got this thumb crater on top of the handle that fits just right, great for those of us who need two hands when it’s early.
It’s my every single morning, if-it’s-dirty-I-wash-it coffee mug. To me, it signifies friendship, the kind that spans decades and long distances, and the comfort of daily rituals.