I opened 'the box'....you know the one we all have that we keep of little things we cant seem to part with and over the years of sorting through it, it gets smaller and smaller. Well 'the box' for me is pretty small now I have sorted through it for the first time in eight years. I'm not a hoarder and I cant bare to have things sitting around I don't have a use for. This can sometimes bite me in the butt, but its not very often I regret decluttering....and considering how many times I have moved over the past six years, its happens often lol. So anyway, this is the box that has been sitting in the mother in laws shed and I thought it was about time to go through it. The first thing I did after sneezing a million times from the dust was smile, not just a regular smile, one of those smiles you get when you get taken back in time from possessions you have kept through your life because they have bought you so much joy.
I have letters from friends and family. Some are so funny to read and I will cherish them forever. I even have a postcard sent to me from someone who was very important to me when I was growing up and she has since died of cancer. I didn't even know I still had it and it bought tears to my eyes. What makes me sad is I cant remember the last time I wrote a letter..... What makes me even sader is our kids wont have these keepsakes to treasure unless we encourage them to put pen to paper.