While cleaning, I am faced with a dilemma. In going through my “stuff” I find boxes, bags, and piles of greeting cards. Birthday, anniversary, Father’s Day, all represented. Some exhibit the improving penmanship of my children — and grandchildren.
They all reflect appropriate sentiments locked in perpetuity.
But what is to be done with them?
I remember cleaning out my mother’s apartment and finding the boxes of cards she had saved. (She joked that she was saving stuff for me to clean someday. I wonder whether that was the only reason she saved them.)
And what is the reason I am saving them?