Did you keep yours?
Let me be a little more specific. Are they in your home? It doesn’t count if you have them stashed in your parent’s house. Did they mean enough to you to bring into your own home?
Last fall, my parents moved to a new house. My mom complained about how much stuff I have left in their house from over the years. I haven’t lived at my parent’s house for over 10 years. Hubs helped me go through all my “memories”. When I got to the year books, I put them in the stack that would eventually be flown home with us. He seriously looked at me like I was cray cray.
Hubs: You don’t care about those do you?
Me: But they’re my yearbooks hon.
Hubs: So what? They’re just heavy books.
I couldn’t part with them. I also didn’t fly them home with us. Instead, they sit in a box in my parent’s garage at their new house. No one is happy with this situation. I’ve thought about this over and over again. Can I toss these in the recycling bin? Something feels so wrong about that. But they’re so big and heavy! I do have memory hoarding tendencies, so I’m confused about what is considered “normal”.
What to do? What to do? I dread the thought of packing these books in my suitcase and bringing them back to Boston from San Diego, then moving them from apartment to apartment. But what about sharing these things with our future kids? Don’t I already have tons of photos for that?
Tell me what you did with yours so I can figure out what to do with mine.