Being sentimental is not a sign of being weak rather a strength that shows how deeply human we are. Being in touch with you past gives pleasure and beauty to time as a dynamic and ever motive aspect of nature. That one is rooted somewhere and is with purpose and is constantly changing to live a life with more depth and significance.
Memories induce a sense of bearing and cultivates sense of what and who we are in relation to the present. The meaning we attach to our memorabilia is a constant compass to our lives direction achievements and ambitions. It drives us to where we want to be and should be at the current.
The song your grandmother used to sing as she prepared that ‘vintage’ recipe that everybody so adores still lingers, every time you cook those brownies the scent reminds you of the song. She was a good wife to her husband and knew her duties well as a wife. The way grandpa looked at her adoringly reminds of the deep devotion and companionship they shared. These are the simple things in life that transcend time and make it qualitative.
There is a lot of significance is letting those memories linger in your mind. There is the need to keep your ‘true’ self alive by keeping those special moments. And, then, the joy sharing those moments with family and friends in future. That’s the beauty of keepsakes. Mementos that will always make you remember the beautiful moments that you had with special people in your life and love sharing.
Initially this website was all about keepsakes websites. Traditionally, keepsakes were about bracelets, pictures or a memento, but today you can store those memories on a website and have them online for the whole world to appreciate. That is all what this website was about; building and hosting a personal website based on a person’s input.
However, I’ve decided to bring this website back to life after it ceased to exist for some time. I will be to sharing more info about the beauty of keepsakes. Already, there are several posts that I’ve published about the same, and you can access them by clicking through the topics below.
To tell you the truth I rarely clean my attic but last Saturday was just a unique day because I woke up with a lot of drive to do some extra cleaning. For the past few months I had been living together with my sister in law who had suffered from breast cancer that had taken a toll on her for 5 years but she passed on a week ago.
I decided to clean her room to keep it clean and in the process I got the morale to clean the attic. Little did I know that this was to become the best day of my life. I just bumped into a large box containing my wonderful childhood memories. You can imagine how wonderful retrieving these childhood memories would be for a 40 year old woman like me!
The first memory that I bumped into is quite hilarious; it happened when I was a 5 year old girl. My mother had some weird sixth sense that would alert her every time I sneaked into the kitchen to steal some cookies. Fortunately I would quickly keep myself busy with some other activity and go completely unnoticed by her. On this particular day I was sure my mum was not going to bust me because I had left her taking a lap in her bedroom.
Of course with my mum being asleep this made me undertake my “stealing mission” slowly. I can’t explain what the hell woke her up as I was munching my 3rd cookie. “Betty” called out my mum softly. You can’t imagine how terrified I became; I could not swallow the cookie because it got stuck on my throat and guess what? The next place I found myself was in the clinic. When headed home from the clinic with my mother holding my hand I decided to quit the stealing game for good.
Another thrilling memory happened when I was 12. I don’t know how I got to entertain this weird thought on my mind but I believe I must have acquired it from my good friend Tommy who was from the neighborhood. When playing together with Tommy he would keep constantly telling me about how much fun it is to eavesdrop to our parent’s conversations. Little by little I became of the same kind and within no time I was a pro in eavesdropping my parent’s conversations.
Indeed it was fun knowing my parent’s secrets that they would never let me know even when faced with death. Most parents tend to discuss their matters in the bedroom but my lovely parents used to hold their conversations in the living room after ensuring that sleep has already carried me away into dreamland. This particular day my mommy sent me to sleep and as usual I faked sleep waiting to go to my usual eavesdropping base at the back of the living room door.
You can be sure that there are some devils that work day and night to ensure that you get caught in your bad actions. On this day I can’t tell what came over me, maybe I played too much during the day; I fell asleep on my base. Mum was so shocked to find me dead asleep in such a place, though I made a confession and apologized for my naughty behavior I could not get away with this. I got a thorough punishment from my mother that is unforgettable. I swore never to repeat the same behavior.
My teenage memories were really awesome and dramatic. I was a bit plump in my teenage and this made me to receive a lot of mockery from my peers. In the midst of all these I got so frustrated because a guy that I was really eyeing was part of the clique that used to mock me. In an effort to become slender and get the beauty that would make me attractive I had to go through a lot. I set on a weight loss journey and you can be sure it was quite a hassle for me because it required me to feed on a healthy diet.
Imagine mentioning a healthy diet to a girl addicted to all kind of junk? Believe you me I was more than ready to slim even if it would cost me a 2 months fast. My dream came true within 6 months of taking a healthy diet and I got the perfect size I wanted to gain the attention of this particular boy in the hood. To cut the long story short, the boy I had eyed for a long time had the privilege to make me one of the youngest teenage mothers in the hood. Unfortunately I lost the baby while delivering due to over bleeding and the dad disappeared just two months after this unfortunate ordeal.
Transitioning from teenage to my 20’s was one a kind experience. The memories I got about this stage are just a treasure that I can’t let go. My parents were very strict and moving out of home to start college life was the most liberating thing that I experienced in life. It was time to begin serious dating in pursuit to get a lifelong partner. To date am still a very proud woman about Jayson, the first man that caught my special attention when on my first year in college. Unlike many of my girlfriends that faced outstanding outbreaks I just bumped into the man that would become my husband in future.
How I met Jayson is quite interesting; I had visited a friend out of campus and got some inconveniences that got me getting back to the college in very wee hours of the night. I was so scared while briskly walking towards the college gate. All of a sudden a man appeared in front of me and I almost dropped dead out of fear because there were various rape occurrences happening to ladies in the college. The man “Jayson” commanded me to stop and I could not resist since I was pretty sure that I could not outrun him. He came towards me, introduced himself gently to me and led me safely to my hostel.
Little did I know that this man would keep me safe forever. For the several weeks that followed he never stopped to visit my room with keepsake surprises. The rest that followed is history; today we are a happy family blessed with three amazing kids.