Sometimes we define things that are old as useless junk, and sometimes we view those old things as priceless treasures—and two people might have very different assessments of the exact same item.
What do you cherish for its history that someone else might see as junk?
My cat’s old water dish. Maxine has moved on so I keep this to remember her by.
I have a stuffed dog who has several bald patches. His fur used to be white, but its light gray now. I sewed up the hole in his neck, but the scar still shows. He’s also much flatter now than he used to be from all the hugs he’s gotten. I think most people would have thrown him out by now, but I still love and treasure him. While I don’t usually hold him when I sleep, he is on my bed and will remain there for years to come.
Just like the Velveteen Rabbit! Being loved makes you REAL!!
Multiple things around the house; an old stuffed animal, Hallmark cards from year past events, or old jewelry pin. The items are old and worn but the memories associated with the items are priceless.
I visit a museum and see old items; tools, art, and the such; and see the people behind them. I find myself wondering about them; their lives, their community, their faith.
For myself, I have little from my younger days, but two books are very important to me. One is a very special Bible I was given went I started taking classes at a pentecostal bible school. While my faith is much different now, it’s still there. The other is my flight manual for the C-47D “Gooney Bird’. As a young man in the Air Force, I used it daily as a Crew Chief and Flight Engineer. When I flew I was well aware I put my life in the faith I had in my fellow crewmembers, and in the many hands that maintained my bird.
So when I see a unique item in a museum I’m captivated by the genius and ingenuity that created it, and the divine which gave man the skills.
Report cards, stories I wrote, pictures from my school days: my nine years at Dalton and one in Switzerland. When I was happiest.