Thursday, May 3, 2012
You Can't Take It With You
I have a chest of drawers that belonged to my great-great-grandmother, my great-grandmother, my grandmother, my mother and it is now mine. I guard it from harm, polish it lovingly, and decorate it for every holiday. I wonder what I would do if something happened to it. I simply don't know. I like to think that I can keep my priorities straight and remember that it is just an object.
Do you have possessions you love? How do you react when people mess with your possessions?