It’s easy to become attached to items; yet, when people watch television shows that highlight hoarders, they are amused by an individual’s resistance to getting rid of items.
My parents have an outdoor swing and I’ve spent many hours on it. I’ve watched the comings and goings in their neighborhood. I’ve had countless conversations in the swing. I’ve even had some life-changing moments in that same swing.
To some people it’s just a wooden swing; however, in my eyes it’s a place where many memories were made and important events occurred.
Thinking about that swing, makes me think about other items that have held significant value to me through the years.
There’s Mr. Eric the Bear that I’ve had since I was a toddler. According to my mother, the bear was gifted to me by my uncle when I was recovering from having my tonsils removed. Mr. Eric – I wonder where I came up with such name? He was an eggshell colored teddy bear with a brown bow tie. After decades had passed I donated him to a nearby women’s shelter.
Then there was my handheld electronic UNO game and my VTech computer. These were both gifts from my parents during the early stages of my gadget loving days! The UNO game is no longer working; but it’s still in my writer’s desk. Unfortunately during those days when I actively enjoyed this game…I also enjoyed nail polish! Yeah, there’s evidence of my nail polish enjoyment on the game, all these years later. I donated the still working VTech computer at the same time I donated Mr. Eric the Bear.
There’s many other items that held value to me – like my first Haiku poem in elementary or my Girl Scouts sweater for being the local top cookie seller – so when I watch people have a hard time parting with things, I remind myself that I’ve placed several items in the keep pile.