The next phase in my parents life has begun - we must liquidate all household goods in preparation for ultimately putting the house on the market. I have spent the winter months cleaning out drawers, cupboards and closets. Endless trips to St. Vincent de Paul, Goodwill or The Neighbor's Place...personalized items, important papers, even jars of pennies have been safely stored...refrigerator and freezer cleaned out and unplugged...each donation, each disconnection, each packing away of something is a piece of their lives changed forever. I can hum along at a fairly good pace and then the discovery of something will stop me in my tracks. Photographs of us when, oh, so very young, we rode for what seemed like endless days in a big heavy blue Buick or a tan colored Ford "boat" - Yellowstone, Bryce, Zion, Jackson Hole and the Grand Canyon - in the 1950's, the ultimate road trip on the new US highway system...memories...
Mom'scharm bracelet...I immediately spot the tiny sewing machine - with movable parts! Thimble & spool of thread. A cigarette lighter (Mom smoked until the '70's), a toaster with slices of bread that move and 3 engraved silhouettes for my brother & I and our David - her Grandson. The rest are largely a mystery and I will take this to her in the hopes she can tell me more.
These are mine and every one tells a story...first plane ride, school memories, bridesmaids, years of being a military family - it's all there...history linked around a person's wrist...
Two in silver and 2 started in gold...with space for adding more...
Do you have a charm bracelet? How often do you wear it?
Pat