JoeWras
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Years pass and the pain lessens a bit over the death of my parents. We open boxes and find it is now a bit easier to sell or give away mom's favorite spice rack.
But then the box of yearbooks appears. Then the plaques. Certificates. Trophies. Oh, and let me lump in my own childhood plaques and trophies.
We look at them, cry, and want to move on. The grand kids don't really care about this stuff. Yeah, we saved the war metals for them, but beyond that, they don't want the 1942 yearbook from a closed and paved over high school.
What to do? How on earth do I part with this stuff? I know there are some places that will take trophies -- usually for a small fee -- to re-imagine them and re-purpose them for a good cause. I'm not sure that's even worth it. But yearbooks? Framed certificates?
My heart tugs at the remembrance while it realizes that this stuff is ephemeral. The value is in our hearts, not in the stuff taking up space. Yet, it is hard to let it go.
What to do?
But then the box of yearbooks appears. Then the plaques. Certificates. Trophies. Oh, and let me lump in my own childhood plaques and trophies.
We look at them, cry, and want to move on. The grand kids don't really care about this stuff. Yeah, we saved the war metals for them, but beyond that, they don't want the 1942 yearbook from a closed and paved over high school.
What to do? How on earth do I part with this stuff? I know there are some places that will take trophies -- usually for a small fee -- to re-imagine them and re-purpose them for a good cause. I'm not sure that's even worth it. But yearbooks? Framed certificates?
My heart tugs at the remembrance while it realizes that this stuff is ephemeral. The value is in our hearts, not in the stuff taking up space. Yet, it is hard to let it go.
What to do?