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Saturday, December 18, 2010

Stuff

I was over reading THIS POST at A Little Pink In A World Of Camo.  Where she talks (a fair bit into the post) about loosing a ring that was a connection to her late husband, and:
"I freak out because I put so much emphasis on stuff. All this stuff is really all I've got - or at least I feel that way - of what we had together. I keep thinking if I lose/break/get rid of any of this stuff or change anything, what we had and the time we spent together will disappear too."
If you don't follow the blog - she does find the ring.  The ring that is a very important symbol for her of her relationship with her angel, her deceased husband, who was killed in action while serving in Afghanistan for the US Military.

I don't in any way mean to detract from her feelings, from her raw emotion.  I have NO IDEA what it would be like to be in her shoes, and I pray to all the powers that be I never do.

All that said, her post really got me thinking about "stuff".  I do not have a lot of "stuff" as mementos of Sebastian.  I know this is totally not the same as her situation ~ I still have him ~ but still, it got me thinking.

I do have a few little things (and am getting a few more soon, I have been told!) but  I can honestly say that this time around most of what I hold, I hold in my heart.  Oh, don't get me wrong, the day I caught the dog with my Soldier Teddy Bear in her mouth, I was really unhappy.  I am just saying, for me, right now,I don't have a big attachment to "stuff", to talismans ... which is unusual for me.

With the Wolf I, more so towards the end, I was clutching at everything.  Maybe because I knew he was moving away from me, I held onto the stuff, maybe that is the same thing that Mrs P is feeling.  In her situation ... I can't see myself as being as strong as she has been through all of this, really, and I would likely be as attached to every little thing as well.

For me, for now, for my current reality, my gut tells me this is a sign that I am more secure, that I don't need the talismans.  Or maybe I am finally conquering my inner pack rat.

Who knows.