who is currently freaking out because I can’t find a memory box. The one that contains every birthday card I got before I was 19. The one that has invitations to weddings and my grandfather’s funeral and every letter from Brittney and Michael and…
I will be horribly upset if it is gone. I have no idea where it could be. I’m starting to verge on frantic.
I have the box that is stuff from the last 4 years. So I still have the contract that Tom signed and post cards and letters and stuff from Julia…
I hate being so attached to things.
I had a plastic bag which had all the correspondence from my first true love. Eighteen months of letters and envelopes. It was lost in a move seven years ago. I still miss that bag.
A friend of mine had his house broken into a couple of years ago. The computer, TV, and assorted stereo components were meaningless – but a lacquered box containing collected memories and love letters? Priceless. Ah well. Turned out for him, it may have been the right time to let them go, because shortly thereafter his life completely changed and he is more perfectly in love than ever. I hope you find them. But if you don’t, well, it might just be time. *hugs*
My mother burned a box of letters in front of me the first time I ran away, and then kept all pictures/letters/ everything from my growing up.
The biggest loss for me was all record of my father- I don’t even have a picture of him. His suicide note was addressed to me, and is probably long gone. I heard she sold my antique furniture within the first year after I ran away.
I would bet this is going to turn up for you doll. Have hope. Moving is crazy stuff, but where could it have gone to? Ya know?