“Crap” is an odd way to define my most precious personal belongings. Agreed. However, it is that box of crap hidden below my bed that I define as priceless.
Over the years the box has changed from a odd shoe box to a cute organizer I ordered online. Oddly, if someone were to open the box they would find a whole lot of trash.
In that box, I have saved small keepsakes over my lifetime that remind me of a happy memory. There are small notes that my friends passed to me during classes, a pine cone from my first time seeing a live pine tree, shells I picked from the beach, and so many other small things that would not make sense to another.
On days that I just want to end everything, those silly little keepsakes takes me back to a time where I was truly in love with life. It reminds me of those moments when I felt that nothing would go wrong. It gives me hope and strength to keep holding on.
And those are my most precious belongings and I will forever cherish it.
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