Memories

Writing Territories
Fears: dieing alone
Annoyances: chipped nail polish
Accomplishments: recovery from ACL surgery
Confusions: 2012
Sorrows: grandfather
Dreams: cliché but to change the world
Idiosyncrasies: painting my nails
Risks: swimming with sharks
Beloved Possessions, Now and Then: keep-sake boxes
Problems: being forgetful

As soon as I was born my mother began collecting cards and other objects for me to remind me of my childhood. She then put these items ins box. As I got older the box became fuller and fuller; however, I was able to fill mu first box with about 10 years worth of memories. When I turned about 4 or 5 my mom allowed me to take charge of my keep-sake boxes and ensuring that the items I wanted in there made it safely to the box. About once a month or so I would sit down on my bedroom floor and empty out the box and thoroughly go through it. I read every card and looked at every picture. I was able to see and remember people that I hadn't seen in years. Looking through this silly box brought me so much joy and made me feel very grown up. However, after those ten years I had to start a new box. Thia actually really upset me. I wasn't happy to leave those memories and begin filling a different box with new ones: but I did of course. This box is filling slower than the first one but that is because my extended family send less cards and now all of my pictures are documented and kept safe online or on my computer. There is no need for me to print out these pictures when they are electronically saved.in multiple locations. Even though looking threw my keep-sake boxes.m aren't as big of a deal as they used to be it still is something I like to have and hold onto for many years to come.