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Dec 21, 2020, 01:19 AM
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Member Since: Mar 2010
Location: Indy
Posts: 43,373
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I had a memory bag. It had a letter my grandfather wrote to my grandmother while he was stationed overseas during WWII, it had all my most treasured pictures from while I was growing up(family reunions, deceased family members, friends that I've lost touch with, pets that are no longer here, my special moments as a kid etc...), it had a couple drawings my aunt had made to cheer me up, poems I wrote as a teenager and a few other things that ironically I can't remember. Whenever I was SUPER depressed I liked to go through it and remember happier times.
Several years ago hubby needed a backpack to carry something and dumped out my memory bag and used it. He put some of the things here and some there and others he couldn't remember what he did with them. Well I checked the places he said he put them and all said and done I found about 5 pictures that's it.
Well tonight I am super sad and I would like to see times when I was happy and people who made me happy...I miss my memories 
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