What object (not a person or pet) do you no longer have that still breaks your heart years later? (a shattered piece of china, a stolen object, a house, a piece of jewelry, a car...)
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Oh, Susan, I can only imagine how that must feel. My mother lost her engagement ring (to theft or childhood mischief we'll never know). I remember how much she cried and cried.
Photos are much more powerful than the paper they are printed on (or storage medium that holds them). They are sort of a "backup" of our memories. You say it best, though: "Never beat yourself up for the past. Live for today!!". Thank you!
oh i feel so bad for u
That's so awful! Pets are family members too and it is sad to see them struggle, especially when we are struggling too. You have an amazing ability to respond with encouragement to others that face difficulty, despite the hardships you have faced.
That's not weird if it was important to you! Someday (if not already) you'll get a similar or identical system, but it still won't be the same: you can never go back. You CAN, however, learn to enjoy April Fools Day, I bet, or at least not hate it.
Oh, Kate, how frustrating. I'm sorry. Can you contact your ex and offer to pay the shipping costs if he sends it back to you? Maybe he'd be kind enough to send the negatives, at least, or scan in the pictures and email them to you?
Landscapeartist, I'm sorry for your loss. Perhaps you can do some other family-related activity that represents how you came together again to honor the love represented by the lost ring. Plant a tree? Volunteer together for a charity?
Ohhh, that's hard. It's too bad the new apartment owners didn't try to contact you about the trunk. I mean, a trunk isn't a small thing to lose! Somebody must know how to find it and its contents. It's the little things--trinkets--we miss sometimes.
That's tough to lose a memento of such a monumental event in your life.
I'm so sorry; I know how much certain pictures mean to me, and I'd be upset at ever losing them.
Oh no! My aunt did the same thing and has the same regret. :-(
I think I know how you feel. My car and I have been through a lot together over the years, hauling everything from fertilizer in the trunk to 5 adults (3 squished into the back) to 4 adults and 5 service dogs/service dogs in training. Glad I drove!!
What a beautiful way to put it, CynthiAnn. I know I wouldn't be who I am without all of my experiences, good and bad, which form my memories and my being. I'm so glad that your family stuck together and are at peace with the past now.
:-) I kind of feel the same way about my current car--after a string of lemons, I've got this reliable '94 Corolla that just keeps on going and I'm hesitant to replace it (even though it's about time--I jokingly refer to it as a "college car").
Between fires and mother nature's floods and hurricanes, we sure have lost a lot of memories and treasures (to us, at least). It sounds to me like you've got the remembrance of a fun time still, Kevin: just never let it die. Tell others your stories.
Ramsa1, I'm so sorry. It sounds like a real treasure, too, with probably some family or historical meaning to it. What happened to it, if I may ask?
I left it in the "old country" when I moved to the "new world" in 1974. I never thought to ask my family to mail it to me, and now I regret not doing so.
That's a real shame. I'm sorry for your loss. I have several books that I would hate to lose, also, for the same sentimal reasons. One is an ancient English dictionary from the 1800s, and the other has an elaborately carved, painted leather cover.
Oh, that's too bad. Did something happen to divide you or did you just grow apart? Is there any chance of a reunion by tracking him/her down on the Internet? I stopped talking to my best childhood friend; she died in Nov. before we had a reunion :-(
I know but she had cancer when we where in grade 6 and died :(
Oh, anoshy14, I'm so sorry for you. :-( Our stories are so similar--my friend died of cancer, too. I guess we just need to accept it and move on and hope that our loved ones know we still love them.
yes and also they will remember us
Cars are so important to us, aren't they? I think for me they represent freedom and equality with everyone else on the road. The car may be "long gone by now," but clearly your memories keep it alive and give it meaning--and yourself, too.