Tuesday, March 12, 2013

My Treasured Chest - The Beginning

When I was 13 years old my mother (or rather Santa) gifted me with one of my most prized possessions for Christmas, a cedar chest.  It's been through many moves and its sides are shredded from chewing of dogs' teeth.  The cedar chest has been opened and closed numerous times, sometimes to go through it and relive memories and sometimes to add mementos.  I've even had to purge from it several times. 

Inside the cedar chest is my life.  There's an array of awards, letters, journals, cards, and souvenirs that detail who I am and where I've been.  I'm nobody famous.  These pieces of history mean nothing to most who take a glance and they certainly aren't worth money. 

However, they mean the world to me.  When I look through the remains inside of the cedar chest I see an obituary of a loved one passed, a card with a handwritten note from a cherished friend, a congratulatory card to my mother on the birth of me, an award for being a great speller, a work evaluation, and so much more.

In a day and age when actual cards and handwritten letters are so far and few between, I feel like I'm touching times gone by when I browse through the contents of the cedar chest. 

I've decided to take on the task of reliving my life and its memories by starting a project called "My Treasured Chest."  Each day I will try to make a post about the contents inside the cedar chest.  One day it might be about a school letter a friend wrote me and the next it might be about a card I've received.  I'll post my emotions and memories garnered from each piece.  With the exception of a few pieces, I'll post about them all.  I'm not sure it will show any interest to anyone but I'm doing this more for me.  The cedar chest is a way to hold actual pieces of keepsakes that are near and dear to me.  Posting about them on my blog will be a way to evoke remembrances of days past.  I welcome you along for the journey to learn a little more about me and maybe prompt you to recapture thoughts of how you grew up or remember things to be in times past.

5 comments:

Masshole Mommy said...

I love this! I wish I had done something like this, but alas - my stuff is mostly all gone by now. I am looking forward to hearing about the things in your chest :)

Teresha Freckleton-Petite said...

I used to have one of these! It was lost in a move. I started one for each of my kids

Julie Maloney said...

That's fantastic, I wish I had one of those. Right now the closest thing I have is my nightstand drawer :)

Maryann D. said...

What a great idea! I have saved many things from when my children were babies and put them in a box also for their future.
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Robin Quick said...

I had one of these at one time. It got left behind when I divorced my first husband 20 yrs ago. Now that Iv'e been married to my 2nd husband for 16 yrs I have momentos stashed all over the house. I do have all of our sons school achievement certificates, ribbons and etc in a scrap book for him. I really need a new chest for these things.