Day 173

Recently my high school had its 50th anniversary, as emails and FB messages went out I watch many pictures get posted....brought many a memory back.

So I went to the "BOX" The box contains the first 17/20yrs of my life in it, anything important or significant...childhood objects, card with first flowers I ever received, (was to nervous even to ring the guy to thank him) still have the photo of them in my room at the nurses quarters. Still remember him, never lost that guilty feeling for being so rude, he probably thought I did not like him so opposite (..........girls).

So what’s the point ...................I'm grateful that I have kept significant things from my life and more importantly stored them safely. Grateful that the reunion happened and people asked for photos as if they had not……….. The box might never have been opened. The florist card and my Flatsy Platsy dolls (only show one the other has no clothes lol) might have never been found. To think I only spoke about them on Wednesday