Childhood KeepsakesMonday, November 07, 2016
My husband has boxes and boxes of things saved from his childhood years, by his Mum rather than because of any great desire on his part to hold on to things, but I have noticed that he does have hoarder tendencies. Thankfully all of this stuff is still at his parents house, in the attic (and I dread the day it comes here and I have to find a home for it all!).
I have very few things from my childhood, I guess I'd have more if my parents hadn't divorced and cleared out the loft of the family home, but even then we weren't a family that held onto much.
What I do still have are some of my favourite things.
There isn't any particular toy from my childhood that I remember and wish I still had. I do wish I had some of my early paintings, or craft projects, and maybe my first pair of shoes, or the badges from my Brownie uniform. I'd love to have the cake decorations that we put on our Christmas cake year after year, and some of the decorations from our Christmas tree. That said if I'd been offered these things I probably would've declined the offer at the time.
I've often said to Andy that we're not storing things in the loft, because once something goes up into a loft it rarely comes down again. In my view a loft is a place to store stuff that gets thrown away by relatives when you die. And anyway I have grand plans to turn the loft into a studio with big windows so I can work with a view that stretches for miles...
I'm not completely devoid of sentiment, I do keep some things. Things that when it comes to it, I can't part with. I have a memory box full of all sorts of odds and sods - old postcards, college ID pass, letters. Anything remotely connected to our wedding remains in our possession, which means I have a ridiculous amount of glass voltives, but I use them, they're not sat in a box somewhere gathering dust. Although I do concede that the dried flower petals from my bouquet are a bit pointless... as are the ones I saved from the table on our first anniversary.
Do you hoard? What do you have from your childhood? What are the things you'd never part with?