I have a little rose-colored silk-covered book a friend who had lived in Japan gave me long ago. It is about the size of a small diary or address book. It has been perfect for my listing. Sometimes, there are only 2-3 notations per entry; other times over half the page is filled. This small bound book is handy to leave sitting next to my chair where I can jot down items while resting a few minutes throughout the day.
What has astonished me is how much happiness I have re-reading the entries. It brings back good memories of outings, an especially beautiful sunset, even news events like the Chilean miners being rescued. These things would have faded from memory without being written down. It makes me realize how rich life is.
It wasn’t until I thought about the idea of “collection jars”, that I saw another way we capture good times: our miniature box (printer’s drawer) full of mementos from trips. The “storyteller” figurine in Santa Fe was exactly what I wanted, but the fishing fly from a sporting goods store only popped into my mind as a representative choice of Montana when I spied it. The slots in the drawer limit what can fit, but there are many options. I have seashells, tourist spoons, blown glass figures, carved wooden trinkets, a leather hiking boot from atop a box of Swiss chocolates.
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