As I regularly try to declutter for my peace of mind I come across a lot of things I don’t use but can’t part with. If I go by Marie Kondo’s rule of keeping things that spark joy, I have a lot that will stay.
Wanted to appreciate the watch my Papa got me for my 21st birthday. I didn’t like the green face, but wore it for him and pretended I was excited.
Now it’s priceless to me as it’s the only physical gift he’s given me that I still have. It makes me recall how happy and excited he was to give it to me. For him it must have been momentous, his first born turning 21. I feel so loved and am beyond grateful.
Just long to hug him and tell him what he means to me, but I can’t.
Wish he knew. Somehow.