Objects reflect feelings. Objects tell a story. Objects get left behind…
I’ve always saved stuff. Insignificant items, but pivotal in my tangible connection to memories. Rocks, seashells, sand, dried flowers, bottle caps. Touching, holding, honoring certain points in time. Held by certain people. Representative of the feelings.
Gifts mean everything to me. An object someone gives me is invaluable. Not expensive things. Found things. Things stuck in old drawers. Things like the sand under my feet the moment we had our first kiss. The leaf that fell gently on my head, stuck perfectly in my flowing curls, brushed away, but was kept because we laughed. The single rose left on my windshield. The flower picked and placed behind my ear. A handwritten note.
Certain objects hold an entire memory, a day lived, a dialogue that can’t be recorded in words. Sometimes, an entire person. I feel through my treasures. Holding familiar jade that was handed to me, I feel her spirit.
Memories can fade, details forgotten, but I’ll always be able to hold my treasures, the objects left behind.
What do you treasure? What items have you kept?
This is beautiful and your pictures are stunning!
This is such a beautiful post! Thank you for sharing your collection!
I’ve kept all my fortunes, badges from each job, ticket stubs, mini journals, and charms from each place I’ve been… it’s all fun to look through and reminisce… I’ve eventually tossed every rose or trinket a man has given me, except one small thing I’ve never been able to let go of