It is the first Sunday in July and time for Sian’s wonderful monthly meme. If you have any idea where June went, please let me know.
Here is my page for July.
I got this scruffy box down from the top shelf in my workroom. I brushed off the dust, made myself and the dog sneeze and sat with it on my knee for such a long time this afternoon.
I haven’t seen the contents for so long. I kind of knew what was in there though.
I wondered if there was some thing that I might be able to write a story about for Sian’s Story Telling Sunday.
Inside the box, I found:
• Lots of small treasures from the children that I used to mind many years ago. Their little faces came into my mind and made me smile
• A few bits that I can’t throw out, but I’ve run out of shelf space
• Some post cards from places we have been
• Some cards that have made me smile
• A religious figure that I don’t want but can’t throw away. It was mums and I remember it sitting on her sideboard forever
• Some school things, programmes, a spelling list
• Letters, lots of letters
The ‘thing’ that I found, was handwriting.
On a card or a letter or a picture
Handwriting feels so precious to me. When I read some of the writing I could hear that persons voice and yet I can’t hear it if I just think about them.
There are letters and cards and pictures from my aunt, from Paul, from Ben, from my friend.
I’ve felt sadness and happiness looking through the things in the box.
…So many memories.
I put everything back, except the dust, that will return soon enough and put the box back on the top shelf in my workroom and then opened word and a new document…
I am looking forward to reading everyones stories later today, after the tennis! It’s the mens Wimbledon final… Go Andy! what does that mean? I fear I am no longer ‘down with the kids” What does that mean?
My M-i-L thinks they should shorten the match today because it is far too hot for ‘those boys’ How do you think that would go down?
Keep cool if you’re hot, and warm if your cold. Have a lovely Sunday.
Thank you Sian
A lovely story Miriam. Isn’t odd how voices return when we see handwriting? That happens to me too and is one reason why I always make sure to include at least a little handwritten journalling in my albums – even when I have much word processed tales there too. J x
I had a box exactly like that one many years ago! How lovely to hear about the contents – I can imagine you leafing through and examining each piece carefully. 🙂
Another wonderful story, Miriam. Cleaning out our basement was on the list for the summer (but it’s flying by too quickly, I agree) and I’m quite sure there are some boxes in the cupboard there that are filled with similar mementoes. Thanks for sharing; perhaps it will motivate me to get down there!
Oh I am with MiL they should just not stage the match at all. Those poor boys forced to play tennis in the sun and earn all that money…………..ah, there I said it. I am not a fan of professional sport. I love your story. I have a room just like your box
I think a lot of us visiting today will have a box like yours Miriam. I’m enjoying the stories between games, this afternoon, it eases the tension! Go Murray!
I’m 39 weeks preggers and melting so don’t know how they’re doing it! Love your precious little memory box!
Handwriting. Oh, yes. I feel so strongly about this too..I have a couple of precious examples of my dad’s handwriting, one a letter he sent me from his hospital bed, and that’s all. I try to remember this and write on my pages and leave little notes for the children and send a card or two whenever I can. I think it means so much. Your box of treasures surely is precious and I really feel like we are all clustered round it hoping for a peep today.
Thanks Miriam.
This is so true. Seeing something that my mum or dad had written always brings back memories. This is why I try to add a little bit of handwriting on my layouts now and again.
I can just imagine you going through your box, feeling mixed emotions & loosing track of time x
Someday, handwriting will be a piece of history. It’s too bad, though. There’s so much encapsulated in it. It shows so much from the person who held the pen. Thanks for sharing. xoxo from France
Every time I see my mom’s handwriting on cards that she sent me, my heart aches a bit.
Rinda
I certainly agree with you about handwriting. I love seeing my Grandparents handwriting in cards and letter they sent. That is why I stopped printing off my journalling on a computer and suffer through looking at my own handwriting. Maybe one day I will have grandkids who will think that about my handwriting. You have a very precious box of memories.
What a lovely box of treasures! And you write about it so beautifully.
By the way, I also am wondering what happened to June! Summers are so short here that I hate seeing how quickly they roll by. Ah well. Must get out and enjoy it while it lasts!
A lovely story, I felt like I was sitting right next to you as you opened it x
What a great layout Miriam! I don’t have a scruffy box, but I do have gems like that stored in various places.
That’s a lovely story Miriam, I always hear the voices when I read personal letters too. It’s almost like they are in the room with me 🙂
A lovely box of treasures, Miriam..and I so agree with you about handwriting!
Alison xxx
You are so right about the handwriting, Miriam … I feel the same about my Mum’s… Sorry to be late in catching up, but wasn’t it great that Andy won?