{I remember when....}

We have been cleaning out nooks and crannies......
 selling off our unused/unwanted items on KSL Classifieds.
Seems that everything we sold, had some emotional attached memories that made it hard to separate with.

~The glider-rocker that I rocked my babies in....

~The boys' big rubber toy box that held all of Rivers trains.....

~The elliptical in the basement....oh no...wait!!!  no attachment to that! you have to actually use something to be attached!

~The boys' "friend sleepover" bunk beds that had our sweet neighbor girls name stuck all over the bottom of the mattress board from 7 years ago.

~AND these bar stools (pictured). 

I brought the stools upstairs from the basement storage.  I gave Jax a rag, and asked him to shine them up for me before the buyer came.
A few minutes went by and I walked in to find Jax sitting......thinking......crying.
He had memories of  sitting on Grandpa Jack's lap in these chairs. 
He remembered specific moments.
He begged me not to sell the stools......
 afraid that his memories and experiences would be forever ingrained in the wood and given to a new owner.

I understood.
Hell.....why do you think I've kept the rocker this long?!?!?
I mean, it's only been 8 years since that rocker has rocked one of my babes!!!!
But without it in view, I forget the little details of long nights I comforted, fed and bonded with my boys.

I sometimes concern myself with little bits of hording.
Now I realize that what I'm really doing is trying to preserve memory.
And I consider that part of my life's scrapbook.
So there will always be things that I will never be able to part with......

And this is the point where I apologize to my kids, Randy and closest peeps.......
because when I move on to the beer, dancing, laughing, loving heaven in the sky,
You all will be stuck with my "saved memory" crap.
Again....so sorry.