I have broken four of the ten brightly coloured mugs my younger brother bought me for Christmas almost twenty years ago. He was a teenager then, and it made me feel special that he spent so much of the money from his after-school job to buy them for me. Each time I drink from one of them, I’m reminded of my brother and how much I love him. Each time I break one, even though I know it’s not a big deal to my brother, I feel a bit of guilt and disappointment in myself for not taking better care of these gifts he gave to me. Isn’t it amazing how much meaning we attach to things?
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Yes but not to just things, it’s a thing that makes an important connection to your brother. I don’t consider that petty. What a great way to get that spark each time that you are reminded of him.
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Thanks 🙂
I didn’t intend to convey that my attachment to the mugs my brother gave me, or other attachments I or anyone else might form, are petty. It was just a general observation about attachment(s) because I’m using Inktober to focus on mindfulness.
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I understand that entirely and I hope that I didn’t come across as saying that. I have keepsakes that do that hepl me remember people and places and I just meant that they are important in that way
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I too have kept things over the years that people couldn’t imagine.
I wanted to make sure you understood that I was just marveling at how human beings are wired 🙂
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