So ring day is over...but its still parent weekend in good ole College Station, so it is still jam packed here. And who is coming? My grandparents! Its their anniversary as well! So pretty exciting, I also get to see my baby brother (: Which is pretty exciting!
Memory #75
So I talked about yesterday about my mom's rings and I don't know if I mentioned this but both her wedding ring and her Aggie ring fit me perfectly. Weird, right? Its kind of like Sisterhood of the traveling pants but better. Because they probably shouldn't be able to fit but they do. Its kind of like a God sent thing or something! I find it really comforting to be quite honest. I find comfort in wearing some of her old clothes as well. I try not to get too attached to some items of clothing because obviously you shouldn't be building worth on material possessions but instead we should be holding onto memories. Which as we can see is what I'm trying to do through this blog!
Anyways I still hold onto pieces of clothing because I like knowing that my mom was once wearing the same thing. Its weird but its comforting. Like a couple of her old t shirts I will wear to go to bed or when I need to be comforted, because they make me somehow feel closer to her. My favorite thing though was finding clothes that my mom had hoarded over the years from when she was younger (Like 20s-30s). I guess she kept some clothes even after she had gained weight and couldn't fit into them, but I suppose she was hoping that one day she would be able to fit into them once again one day. I, in my 18 years of life with her, never saw these clothes EVER. Seriously never. So when I came across them it was like hitting a gold mind. They were the type of clothes that just came back in style and somehow they fit me just right.
Love Always,
Erin
Anyways I still hold onto pieces of clothing because I like knowing that my mom was once wearing the same thing. Its weird but its comforting. Like a couple of her old t shirts I will wear to go to bed or when I need to be comforted, because they make me somehow feel closer to her. My favorite thing though was finding clothes that my mom had hoarded over the years from when she was younger (Like 20s-30s). I guess she kept some clothes even after she had gained weight and couldn't fit into them, but I suppose she was hoping that one day she would be able to fit into them once again one day. I, in my 18 years of life with her, never saw these clothes EVER. Seriously never. So when I came across them it was like hitting a gold mind. They were the type of clothes that just came back in style and somehow they fit me just right.
Love Always,
Erin
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