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Boxes Of Memories...part 1
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Boxes Of Memories...part 1 |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan 
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this home in which my children were reared thought I'd live here forever and never move out its so full of stuff I can't live without I empty the boxes I've not seen in ages and stare at the old yellowed crumbling pages poems and stories I saved long ago I'd forgotten I had them they're so very old magazines, recipes and other good stuff throwing them out sure will be tough momentos of childhood's of children all grown report cards and sports cards trophies and toys I remember the fun of two little boys one of them gone and one of them grown oh, the sadness of doing this all on my own the clothes of a husband who died in his prime and other fond memories he left behind his skis and his boots they all now must go how sad, that he'll never again see the snow in some drawers downstairs at the end of the hall are some old children's clothes were they ever that small? souviniers of happy family vacations a box of unsent Bar Mitzvah invitations children's drawings I've not seen in years seeing them now, brings me to tears I've saved all these things for such a long time always hoping a use for them, I would find but in all of these years I never once did b'cause I couldn't find them wherever they hid and now that I've found them I must throw them out my new house is smaller without any doubt but I guess thats what moving is all about |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
My response. Part 1...First, I hate moving...for this very reason. I throw nothing away. I know I'll never need it, I just may want to look at it again sometime. Why does it always seem to be bittersweet then, when I do. I understand this perfectly! |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Lyra, But you were wrong as it turned out, For all the memories were what it's about. So one last time you reflected on love, Bringing you peace as if from above. So now as you go at least you'll know why, Leaving is always the hardest good bye. I'm glad you found reminders of what they'd done, What a wonderful reflection on a husband and son. I so admire your courage dear friend. Thank you for sharing the challenge of this change. I truly enjoyed it.  |
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Greeneyes 
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
oHHHHHHHH nooooooo dont throw them out..i fear you may regret that later in life....you have a truth in writing thats so refreshing....  Hugs...Lauren~ Step through the barrier of my mind, enter my soul, feel my desire, let my eyes guide you into the shadows of my heart [This message has been edited by Greeneyes (01-28-2002 12:27 AM).] |
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Chrissy Member
since 2002-01-24
Posts 81Idaho, no I am not a farmer! |
I never throw things away!! Yes, my garage is full, but I have saved little peices of everything I have done. just someday when I come across them, even for a second I will remember all of the little events of my life that I may have forgot. besides the memories in my head, It's all I have left! and it does feel great to come across those memories ever so often |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
You mean you never found where all was hid? hadn't put them aside and just kept them under lid? I just think that they were your reminders of the good times you had with the boys. You would savor the moments shared with them through their countless toys. It must have been wonderful to have a mother like you Who would cherish their son's trophies, repair the odd one with glue But you would never discard them cause you had to move you knew their familiar pitter patter was now way out of the groove. life, that challenge to meet the new and discard the old Pray, keep their treasures till your remaining son grows old. hand it to him as a momento of his childhood past bid him to affectionately pass those moments on till the last |
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N orth Carolina Girl Senior Member
since 2001-12-04
Posts 962NC,USA |
Lyra,so very special but even with the souveniors gone the memories are in your heart.TAKE CARE!   Juanita |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
Dear Lyra, I read this poem backwards. the second part first and then this one now, but it doesn't change the meaning at all. How difficult that is. and yet it must be done. I still cannot throw out things that really must be gotten rid of eventually. When? I guess when my back is up agains the wall like yours as you are moving. You are moving into a new future, happy with your family, and I wish you the most happiness that you can handle. You are a strong woman. I admire that, floria Floria |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Thanks everyone for your replies...Sorry I couldn't answer each one of you individually but my son and his wife are here visiting this week and so my time here at the computer has been limited.  copyright2002 Lyra Nesius |
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