Last night I went to bed in a shirt I have owned since I was about 12 years old. It is a pink XL 101 Dalmatians shirt from Disney on Ice. I remember it was one of the last shirts they had, and my petite self had one that went to my knees. I love this shirt.
Some people have material possessions because they like the ‘thing’ they have. For me, it’s all about the connection to said ‘thing’. Almost everything I own, and certainly anything I attribute worth to has a background story. Even all of my cars… nothing is without a story. This cup represents one of the most fun things I have ever done. Laughing until my sides felt like they would burst.
What stories could your stuff tell? What memories are held in those items?
Have an amazing day y’all and as always be kind 
