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Keeping Things.....

We keep things..we are just that way. We hang onto little momentos of our todays, that soon turn into our yesterdays. We keep movie tickets, napkins from weddings, all bits and pieces of our happiness at the moment. We keep love letters and birthday cards, invitations and news clippings.

Recently while cleaning my storage room(what a huge mess), I found a momento box from my dating years with my husband. It was full of little trinkets from here and there, insubstantial little things that I held onto to remember a certain time or place. The long daily love letters he wrote me and the ones I wrote him. The first stuffed animal he won for me at a carnival(27 years ago), corsages from dances long since forgotten and even our names from off of a wall at a highschool dance. Sweet little bits of our history, just sitting quietly in a box until someone opens it and smiles. Until some hand gingerly lifts them in awe and takes that slow trip back in time to long forgotten memories.

We hold onto momentos from our babies births. Their footprints and hospital bracelets and first clothes, little lockets of their hair and first shoes.
We hold onto their first blankets and comfort items, stuffed animals they loved and little pieces of their baby-ness..lest we forget those sweet days.

We hold onto momentos from our childrens school years..countless group pictures, drawings, graded papers and grade cards. Little handprints and Christmas ornaments and gifts made with small, loving hands. We keep graduation invitations and certificates of achievement and prom memorabilia..Knowing that someday all of these little trinkets of their lives will be passed lovingly from your life into theirs.

We keep pictures of our lovers, our friends, our ancestors and our family. We snap shot after shot of that newborn..that toddler..that school aged child..that rambling preteen..and that sweet teenager. We snap pictures of proms and dances and Easters and Christmases and vacations. Fond memories of days gone by, that are printed for the world to see.

The things we hold onto for one reason or another never leave us, at least not as long as we have a memory. But keeping things solidifies that for us. Lets us know that someday another set of loving hands will open that box of trinkets. In awe they will go back and think of what it must have meant to us at the time, to have held on to these momentos for all these long years. Someday my children will open boxes of their childhood and go back in time to the days of their youth. Someday they too will keep things and the chain of memories will go on and on and on..

peace :) shemelts