
After watching [wincing at?] these shows, I realize that I am not a hoarder. I'm more of a collector of sentimental objects that signify a time or even someone from my past that I would like to hold on to. I can't attach sentiment to towers of newspapers or garbage. I still have my crayons from kindergarten at Beulah Elementary, my third grade poetry notebook passed between my two best friends and I (who could throw away a book that contained the line, "I wore glasses to all my classes."??), a spool of avocado green thread that belonged to my grandma, Harry & the Henderson's movie ticket stubs, a box of origami folded letters from high school friends (btw, Krystal, I re-read some of those and now I'm mad at you again, so don't wait for me after fourth period.)
So, yes, I do NEED that gourd ladle in the hue of jadite green that was the centerpiece on my grandma's kitchen table the spring of 1979. It's not that it "was" my grandma's, it "IS" my grandma. Well, sort of.
"Chicken at a Wedding" by my little artist, at age 5 |
And what things do you collect passionately?
Oh... I am a terrible, terrible mother compared to you! I love my sweeties work, but when my fridge gets to full, I purge. And by purge, I quietly and quickly dispose of any artwork that doesn't pull at my heartstrings. I keep those that do and find them a new place on the fridge. THEN, when my kiddos bring me new pics to put up there, I have plenty of room. If I kept everything my daughter's gave me, you'd be calling A&E on me within a week. :)
ReplyDeleteI have, however, started taking more and more and more pictures of them. Those are some of the most special things I collect. I also keep they make for me on holidays and such.
You are not alone, my friend.
You are definitely not a terrible mother! Just a more sensible one, possibly with less storage space. :)
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