Memory Lane

I have separation anxiety. Or a form of it. I really don't want to part with things that have meaning in my life. Even if it's the most.... idiotic thing in the universe. I have movie tickets from when C&I saw it in 2004... Like I said... it's idiotic. Thinking about it now, I realize how dumb I'm being. But when it comes time to actually throw it away... I can't. I'd rather sleep with it every night than toss it. I still have notes from my very first boyfriend in 7th grade!!! That's at least... 12 years old.

Welllll... I took a big step today. I didn't throw them away [hell no!]... I deleted voice mails dating as far back as 2005. That's right. I held on to voice mails for 5 years. One's from C that I can remember exactly how they made me feel when I listened to them the first time. I deleted 6 or so of them, and kept another 6 or so. They all weren't from C of course.

I deleted 1 from my cousin telling me she was engaged. Another from an old friend [and coincidentally, C's ex g/f--it's how we met] saying her baby was born [not C's... of course]. The rest were from C. Thing's like "Thanks for taking me back to the dorms." YIKES!! The dorms!! That feels like forever ago.

I did keep ones where he was overly sweet and/or cute, like "Hey, it's your boyfriend, do what I say... uhh, call me back?" [my voice mail at the time was: "Hey, it's amber, do what the chick says"]. I kept all the ones from Jason while he was overseas. I kept one from Sammy saying "Hey Mom, this is.. I mean, hey Amber, this is your little daughter, I mean, your sister amber... I mean, your sister Samantha...." And of my baby cousin Brandon saying "Amber, Amber, Amber, I love you. I love you." while he was in San Diego one summer and I was missing him something fierce.

See what I mean? I save stupid things that have sentimental value. And though I understand the concept of sentimental value, when I look at it subjectively I think... why am I such a girl? Then when I go to do something about it... I remember... Hey! I am a girl. That's why.

Anyway... do you keep extra memorabilia around when you know there's absolutely no good use for it in any situation? And you still can't bring yourself to get rid of it?