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What a beautiful piece. I smiled and laughed throughout, relating to the way my own memories work 💕

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When we were deciding what pieces of furniture to move with us to Florida, there was no question that my Grandpop's rocking chair would be going with us. It's a piece of the farm on Hwy 35 where I grew up, and no matter where it sits in my house, I can still see it in Grandpop's and Grandmom's house, and feel the scratchy rug on which it sat there.

I know what you mean about the voices. I hear many of those same ones - especially Aunt Ethel, who always looked for the good side of every situation.

We were fortunate great-nieces. ♥️

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Yes, we were.

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Sep 26, 2023Liked by Karen Sargent

On of my most precious possessions is my Dads valet - sat on his dresser always with his tie tacks, pins he received from work, a little knife, safety pins, etc. When we moved my Mom to assisted living, a lifetime of memories was dispersed to the children and grandchildren after she chose the most important things to be taken with her. We enjoyed reminiscing over some old things we found and the memories they brought back.

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The older I get the more I believe that things are just a means to remember. If there are no memories associated with a thing, what is its value, really? Money isn’t worth squat.

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