How do you honor the sentimental stuff you've saved, the treasures from your childhood, old photographs, kids' school work?
After my dad moved into a senior living center, I kept five boxes of family memorabilia. I stored these boxes away. I became annoyed by the space they took. Rather than bringing me joy, they became a source of guilt. I wasn't using the contents or honoring them.
One day when I was planning a party, I thought of a 50's era serving dish in one of those packed boxes that would be perfect for the event. I opened the marked box. The first item I unwrapped happened to be a ceramic Bluebird. Next, I unwrapped a bird-shaped music box that played the Viennese Waltz. Last came a Goldfinch who was their companion for years on my mom's living room bookshelf. These little guys made me remember how special it felt to wind up the music box as a child. I had to smile. I began to think, if seeing these birds brought such sweet memories of mom, why weren't they in a place where I could honor those memories? I decided to give them a home. After that it was easier to sort through the boxes.
Not everything you save will pull at your heartstrings, and you won't keep those things, but when you find those bluebirds of happiness, cherish and honor them for the special memories they bring.