last nite i went through my great grandma’s high school memory book. she saved so many wonderful pictures, notes and little things she found interesting. she kept flowers, a tiny harmonica, pictures her friends drew, cigarettes, and so many letters. it’s amazing to me that i have all of these things, preserved since the late 20’s.
after sorting through the things i wanted to keep out for my inspiration wire, i remembered that my uncle scanned letters she had written to my aunt dixie in the 60’s. she wrote her nearly every day, noting the weather and what she did that day. there are stories of my mom and her siblings in almost each one, which i found so fascinating. reading about my mom being a one year old, “up chucking” and having problems with her tonsils. it’s quite a trip.
it completely reinforced my belief in saving little things, and hope that one day my great grandkids can go through my box of goodies.
i also went through the box of mine and brady’s poems and notes and things. what i found notable was a receipt from braum’s from last september, where brady had gone to get the things i was craving while barely pregnant with theodore. (ice cream, ice cream cones and a granola bar.) there was also the envelope my mama used to give us a gift for our christmas date last year, she drew adorable little pictures of us and the car we used, which was the same car we’d gone on our first christmas date in.
i cherish each of these little reminders and memories of milestones and hope and love. and can’t wait until the next time i go through these boxes again and rediscover all of my treasures.