9/23/09 12:00 am
i discovered recently that i hoard.
i am a hoarder.
of small things like toiletries and old greeting cards.
i ran out of tags today at the store, and i use old greeting cards as tags... cheap and cute.
i knew i had old lunch boxes full of them (apparently i also hoard my elementary school lunch boxes since i have 3 that i know of)
i started rifling threw the boxes to see which cards i did not need, ones from aunts, cousins, etc., and ones i would keep, like ones from my parents.
i came across a card from my grandmother who died when i was in 10th grade. we were some what close but i know if she were alive today we could be extremely close.
it was a birthday card 'happy birthday to a special great-granddaughter'
it was supposed to go to my younger cousin, leah, but my grandmother thought it was like a GREAT! granddaughter.
i miss her, and this card immediately made me sad, for things going on now and things that have happened.
i want to hold on to it and make sure i know where it is always.