So after the classmates party Friday night, I went over to my sister’s house, where we proceeded to stay up way too late talking and reminiscing. But it was fun, and I don’t regret a minute of that lack of sleep.
The goal for the weekend, other than visiting, was to sort through the last of our mother’s belongings that Nan had been storing. Mother was the original scrapbooker—she had boxes and boxes of scrapbooks and spiral notebooks filled with newspaper clippings, photos, cards, and artwork from both children and grandchildren, as well as old report cards, and miscellaneous other stuff. Sheesh. What to keep—what to throw away?!
We sorted. We laughed. We cried. We threw away. We packed. We wondered “why keep this crap?” But it all meant something to Mother, and we wanted to respect her memory, however a lot of *stuff* just didn’t mean anything to either of us, and it had to go into the trash!
Since I seem to be the family historian, four totes filled with mementos were salvaged and came home with me…and I will have my girls help me sort through them and rescue photos that are in non-photo safe photo albums—no small task—and get it all organized and preserved somehow or other for the next generation.
So what are YOU doing to preserve your family history? Think about it…
Thanks, Nan, for a great time. And for the ‘tater salad.’ Yours is the BEST…and I did share with Amy and Jason. They loved it! Everyone agrees that you have to come up to Mayberry and visit awhile.
Thought for the day:
Believe in miracles.
Have a terrific Thursday, y’all!