Things. There are things, and there are things that are filled with special memories. Things, I find are easy to let go of. Things that are stuffed with memory foam, quite a different story! Like this train. It was a gift from a young Ukranian girl on my birthday I celebrated in the Ukraine in the early 1990s.
This hat, although it is not a gift, it is the cowboy hat that our son wore when we went to the BarNone and Boys Ranch rodeos with my grandfather, Hugh "Bo" Etter. All "foamed" over with precious memories!
Memory foam, yes! These books belonged to Bertram "Bert" Etter and Hugh Etter. Two young boys who lost their mother and made their way from Arizona to Plainview, Texas via Cisco, Texas. The ruler was "Bo's" and I can remember him using it in the shop as he worked on his many project interests.
A childhood memory is of Ed Nash at my birthday parties. His parents owned a local business. They took trips often as a family, and they bought this gift on a trip to Japan for my big day. It was a good party for all when Ed came. He was such fun! Memory Foam!!!
I have considered boxing thing one to thing one hundred, and more, up and storing them, so I don't have to dust them. I'm pretty sure our kids don't want all this memory foam, but maybe their kids will like the feel better! I won't take the memories with me when I die. I don't even want to, but until then, I will attempt to remember the memory of the things I have been entrusted with. Maybe filled with fluffy foam, these memories, but just the same, my memories!
A sentimental journey in the memory foam store of life!
And, then, there are these...
More memory foam! LOL, These are from the National Skate Day competition at the skatepark recently. Fun day. Great athletes!
Fresh Find: Live cactus terrarium necklace is pretty cute, or keychain!