Such wonderful conversations this evening. One woman I talked to about my collection shared that although she couldn't part with it, a Ouiga board immediately came to mind. She had bought it at an estate sale, and it was the estate sale that related to my project of collecting well-loved, but otherwise valueless items. At this estate sale there was such a collection of items – a real portrait of the person who had collected them, but who had since passed. She shared that it practically brought tears to her eyes seeing all of the items, some that only had value to the now deceased, and imagining all of the stories behind them.
Another woman shared that she still had the first doggie toy for her dog. The toy had been quite destroyed, but she couldn't come to throw it out as it was a reminder of such great times with her then puppy; and although she didn't state as much, it seemed that the good times with her dog were also tied to other significant life-events happening at that time.
A middle-aged gentleman shared that he still had “Mousy”, his now grown daughter’s stuffed animal that was so loved that, like the Velveteen Rabbit, all of its hair had been worn off and one arm had been torn off. His daughter then found a piece of fabric that was cut to roughly the same shape of the arm, and she stitched it back on so that Mousy would have both arms again.
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