I guess it doesn't matter how many years go by. There are some things that will break your heart to get rid of. When we moved to Florida, there was quite a bit of stuff that just got piled into boxes. Said boxes have been occupying space in the garage ever since.
Over the last couple of weeks I've been attempting to go through a box a day (yeah, right
). Well with luck I get 3 boxes done a week.
Today I hit the mother load of things that made my heart hurt. I found all the condolence cards from when my Dad died. This was back in 1982! I went through all of them, kept a few but the rest went out to the trash. I'm the only one left in my family who cares about such stuff and I've committed those cards to my memory.
I also found the birth and death certificates for my aunt, my father's sister. She was born on March 10th 1915 and passed away on August 12th, 1932. She was only 17 years, 5 months and 2 days old.
I never knew her but always wished I had.
On a lighter note, I found my parent's wedding certificate and a lock of my father's hair taken when he was only 21 months old. Seems funny to me that his hair as an adult was quite dark but the lock in the envelope is golden blond.
I also have my grandmother's birth certificate. She was born in 1886!
I'm done cleaning for today. I will ponder the fragility of life for a while longer though.
Over the last couple of weeks I've been attempting to go through a box a day (yeah, right
). Well with luck I get 3 boxes done a week.Today I hit the mother load of things that made my heart hurt. I found all the condolence cards from when my Dad died. This was back in 1982! I went through all of them, kept a few but the rest went out to the trash. I'm the only one left in my family who cares about such stuff and I've committed those cards to my memory.
I also found the birth and death certificates for my aunt, my father's sister. She was born on March 10th 1915 and passed away on August 12th, 1932. She was only 17 years, 5 months and 2 days old.
I never knew her but always wished I had. On a lighter note, I found my parent's wedding certificate and a lock of my father's hair taken when he was only 21 months old. Seems funny to me that his hair as an adult was quite dark but the lock in the envelope is golden blond.
I also have my grandmother's birth certificate. She was born in 1886!
I'm done cleaning for today. I will ponder the fragility of life for a while longer though.

as you work through the boxes. My Nana's death is still recent (Sept.) but about two years prior Papa had a really bad heart attack and had to go to assisted living. I'm still going through the things from their house. I just boxed it all up and put it in my garage until I could get to it and this is my summer to get to it! Hopefully I will be able to get through a couple of boxes per week. Since my biological Father is gone as well, I am the last living relative(of age) and that can be very overwhelming.