tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30185283.post1621743039067051587..comments2024-03-23T15:28:07.546-07:00Comments on The Barreness: The Why Am I'sUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30185283.post-78232863435359803282012-06-21T10:59:55.255-07:002012-06-21T10:59:55.255-07:00At least they are in plastic tubs!
BTW, friendly ...At least they are in plastic tubs!<br /><br />BTW, friendly suggestion to not have centered type. It's very hard to read, for me.<br /><br />From ICLWShastahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01013565031179610593noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30185283.post-9276098237722880202012-06-07T15:33:50.860-07:002012-06-07T15:33:50.860-07:00Wow. So much in this post.
"I feel at times ...Wow. So much in this post.<br /><br />"I feel at times that I am making strides in coming to terms with not being able to be a mother, and then stuff like this sneak attacks me. "<br /><br />I think the latter is all part of the former?<br /><br />Yet when I read this and think of all the work and love your parents poured into making this doll's house, how can you easily throw that away, feels disrespectful somehow. I know we all perceive 'things', like possessionthings, differently in terms of value and attachment but I think I would feel similarly to you.<br /><br />the closest I can relate is that I used to collect lego and spend HOURS with it. Kept it all at my parents house in a box, because of the nomadicyears and then subsequent emigration. I think my nephew got it to play with . . . I figured that it was better being played with and used than just sitting in a box for decades waiting for something that might not happen . . . I try not to think about it too much. <br /><br />Living in earthquake prone NZ, I often think about what would happen if we lost everything and I keep coming back to 'well, they're just THINGS, they might be sentimental, but still just things'. I love my home and the things in it, and yes, I'm a hoarder too. Comfort is essential to wellbeing, but I try and approach it with the sense that all things are eventually impermanent, and while you can take steps to try and preserve the things that mean a lot to you, you can't truly guarantee the THINGS remainStinkyhttp://beyondtheparentheses.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30185283.post-37676922737914543082012-06-07T15:30:58.642-07:002012-06-07T15:30:58.642-07:00That sounds like the most amazing doll house I hav...That sounds like the most amazing doll house I have ever heard of!! What a cool gift!<br /><br />That flooding situation sounds scary, I definitely want to get all my keepsakes packaged up well (and Ross' - his are always in a disarray) to avoid any losses. I am probably more like your brother, in that I can get rid of stuff with ease, but things that really mean something to me, I definitely hold very close. I can totally see why you'd want to hold onto your doll house! It sounds amazing.<br /><br />A lot of my childhood keepsakes are still in my parents attic, and I am being told I will have to go through them soon. My sister would like to have a child, and if that happens, I would like to be able to give some things to that child. Otherwise, I am planning to look to my friends' children and Ross' cousins/potential siblings' children to give some of my fond mementos...<br /><br />It is a hard thing to think you'll never have a person to pass on things too. I look at all my vintage jewelry - most of which was my grandma's and great-grandmother's - and wonder who I will pass it on to one day and who will care. <br /><br />beautiful, thought provoking post.Nicolehttp://nicoleciomek.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30185283.post-79993645255313130522012-06-05T16:19:19.189-07:002012-06-05T16:19:19.189-07:00I don't think I have anything as amazing as yo...I don't think I have anything as amazing as your dollhouse, but for years, I kept several fancy dresses from when I was a child; my kindergarten graduation dress of red gingham and 3 layers of lace petticoats with tiny bells sewn into the hem, so when I walked, I jingled. I adored that dress and felt like a princess wearing it. My ballerina costumes from dance - so many beautiful and meaningful things that I had hoped at worst would become part of a dress-up chest for my children.<br /><br />I gave all of them away to Goodwill last year. It nearly broke my heart driving away - both for what it meant to give them away, and because I've been taught by my family of packrats that THINGS are important and must be kept forever...<br />but things are just that - inanimate objects that if they are not actively useful or something that you can at least keep out and enjoy them aesthetically, then they are not serving their purpose in life. <br /><br />I have pictures, and I have my memories. I don't need the things so much any more, and that has made it easier to let go of stuff I've held onto "just in case." It has also made me kind of happy thinking of the little kids twirling around in my old tutus and dresses as a Halloween costume or dress-up play.<br /><br />But I know it is horribly difficult to take those steps, so no judgements here. You do what you feel comfortable doing.CandyGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10664818861874419334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30185283.post-42579787607944392622012-06-05T16:00:02.203-07:002012-06-05T16:00:02.203-07:00Oh, your doll-house is adorable! I wouldn't w...Oh, your doll-house is adorable! I wouldn't want to give that away either. I have a few things that are precious, but I notice since my infertility, and since my father died, I have beome less attached to things, more accepting that what is important to me isn't important to others. <br /><br />That said, I do want my great-grandmothers' piano to go to a good home. But I worry that no-one will care for and love it the way I do. I think my sister and niece will - they're going to get it soon. I wrote about it years ago here - http://www.maliatoz.blogspot.co.nz/2008/07/p-piano.htmlMalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03928262526502319303noreply@blogger.com