posted on Wednesday, July 05, 2006 3:25 AM
by
Nicki
Hope Chest
My mom and sister were cleaning out the house this weekend and found an old chest of mine. As a child I was not very tidy. Clean, but not organized. I’m the same way as an adult. It was strange to see my meticulously preserved time capsule from 20 years ago. The contents included:
A newsletter from the 7th grade. I wrote that at age 27, I would marry a prominent lawyer from California. Okay, so I was minorly psychic. Although what’s-his-name is not really prominent…yet.
All of my stories going back to 1st grade. Horrible speller then, probably worse now.
My baby blanket. Beautiful white crochet.
Letters from my best friend Sonya. We met in the 2nd grade and lost touch after college. I’m going to be a stalker and google her.
As I look around my life I don’t know what I would put in a hope chest now. Wedding pictures, baby pictures? I guess as you get older you get less attached to things. Isn’t it a strange idea that you love something so much you put it in a trunk where you can’t see it? I hope the things I love now will always see the light of day.