Before our first child was even born, I began saving. Just little things. Notes from a friend; cards from special people in my life; movie tickets from a favorite show – just stuff like that. I thought it would be fun for the kids and grand kids to look thru after I am gone and enjoy making up their own stories of why this note or what did the teacher mean by that? One cubbie contains a note from 5 year old Jeffry to me somewhat as follows: “dear mom. Ricky would not let me have a peice of my candie and you said I cud have it so will you plese talk to him about this?’ Just a small example of the fun stuff I have saved.
I have stored them all in little plastic boxes with lids and labeled by the years since 1970. I walked into Home Goods and voila! This had to be made especially for me! I mean, why else would I come face to face with such a piece of memorabilia furniture! And what a price at only $199. Alas, I walked away from the cabinet with a heavy heart. I will hate it when I go back in that store and see that someone else with the same vision has taken it home.
I may even cry.