My favourite non human possession
We've been moving everything around in the house recently and in doing so I came across a very special and sentimental item that was given to me by my to use on my wedding day, that has since become my absolute favourite possession. I remember my Nan handing her beautiful lace handkerchief for me to have, and then to hold from that day forward (pun absolutely intended, sorry), as I was about to walk down the aisle to the love of my life.
Do you ever hold something in your hand and it's almost as though it carries an energy with it? It feels as close to a time machine as you could possibly get... As soon as I pick it up and place it in my palm, I'm transported back to the day Michael and I said "I do" - I remember it so fondly, and even if I knew what the next years would bring, I'd still do it all again in a heartbeat. We've had our ups, our downs, our upside downs even, but that love that carries us through has never faltered. It's so lovely to me that my Nan got to be a part of our wedding, and to have left this Earth knowing we were happy and as one. That's what this handkerchief reminds me off, and that's why it's so important to me.
It isn't just a (albeit beautiful) piece of cotton and lace. It's memories. It's sentiment and is a connection to a very special person for me, and a very special day for both Michael and me.
I think even more so these days, as my Nan has sadly passed away since our wedding day. So, it's become a part of her almost?
Nan also generously leant me a beautiful brooch on our wedding day, but asked for that back as it had sentimental value for her too. Unfortunately, it went missing shortly after her death though I know it would have become my prized possession too, and something I'd have taken to the grave with me as it had such important meaning for me. I hope it'll find its way back to me one day.
What is your favourite non-human/non-animal possession?
It's amazing how varied people would answer this question - I'm sure it'd be a different item to every single person, considering how differently we all value things in our lives.
Some might say their car, especially if it's one they've worked on themselves, because of the time, effort and love that's gone into its creation. Others might say a car because they've worked so hard to afford it. Someone might say a book because it's been handed down through the generations, another might say a book because it's their childhood favourite. Even if it's the same *thing* the reason behind loving it could be completely different.
Things don't have much value to me. I think possessions come and go, just as money comes and goes, and unless they hold sentimental value for me I'm not particular about insisting they stay. You broke my expensive vase by accident? No problem, it can be replaced! You misplaced my Nans hanky? Though worthless to most, it'd be the most upsetting thing for me. Something that absolutely couldn't be replaced or recreated because it was hers.