I finally got around to organizing our keepsakes. I don’t know why it took me so long to start the project because once I began, it really only took me a few hours and now I am finished and it feels great to be able to check that off my list.
Most of my keepsakes were already in boxes, so I just needed to sort through them. I have a box for Jack, a box for Aidan, and a box for me and Phillip. I simply went through the boxes and grouped the cards and keepsakes by year or event or church or however they best went together and then put them in a gallon size Ziploc baggie, which I labeled with a Sharpie.
It’s funny how you can fit the last 10 years of your life in a file box.
For future keepsakes, I have a three-tiered tray where I will place things like cards and artwork until the tray gets full enough to sort through and add to the appropriate box and baggie.
I have gotten into the habit of taking all of my pictures off of my camera and phone at the end of each month, so I think I will also plan to sort through the trays at the same time. For the boy’s artwork, I am dating each piece before it goes in the tray and one of my next projects is to make each of them an art portfolio to preserve their work.
I have come to terms with the fact that I am not a great memory keeper and that my children will never have beautiful scrapbooks to look through. But my mom didn’t keep great albums either and I was perfectly happy as a little girl sitting on her bedroom floor digging through photos and keepsakes that she kept in a big box under her bed.
In fact, it’s one of my best childhood memories.
As I was digging through my own box of cards and keepsakes, I came across a birthday card to me from my dad, who passed away almost three years ago. I read his words in his handwriting and tears filled my eyes.
As I get older, I reflect back on the days when you were a little girl. Those days I saw God’s hand on your life, and I know He has His hand on you now. Now that you are ending your 20’s, I see nothing but GREAT things He has for you. How He works through you, on how you touch so many people’s lives. I know that you don’t hear it enough how special you are and how much you are loved! So I want you to know from the deepest part of my heart, I love you and thank God for you.
I love you,
That right there, that is what it’s all about.
The boxes and the baggies, the cards and the keepsakes.
So I can sit on the floor of my office and remember.
And make sure that someday my boys will be able to do the same.