August 29, 2008

Memories for Sale

I feel like I am selling my memories. Garage Sales are very sad events for me. I just have such a hard time letting go of the sweet little outfits that my babies wore. Going through the tubs of clothing in our basement has been like taking a trip down memory lane. I remember the exact day that Grace wore her Gymboree polka dot dress with matching hat, shoes and sunglasses....It was my first mother's day. I remember when Gauge wore his tiny little newborn outfit with monkeys on the front. He was having such a hard time fitting into his 0-3 clothing that we had to run out and buy him some newborn stuff. It makes me laugh now because at one year he is in the 90% for height, weight, and head size. He's my big boy ;)

My husband doesn't quite understand how I can be so sentimental towards clothing. He isn't a pack rat like me, so he doesn't understand hanging onto things that we'll never use again
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I know that I shouldn't, but I get so caught up on the amount things cost.
Not that I'm the one who bought them. They were given to us as gifts from loving family members. Shawn did make me feel better by saying "Honey, just think of the mom who comes to our sale and gets to buy these clothes at good prices...when she may normally never be able to afford something like this." That gave me the kick in the pants that I needed. The memories I hold of my children are not tied to "things" but to the the wonderful memories that I'll be able to play over and over again in my mind.

“A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.”
~ Alexander Smith

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