I’ve had this box since I was a little girl. I remember that I dedicated it’s sentimental value to my deceased baby brother, Steven, because when I got it the angels reminded me of him.
I save all of my letters in here. And a lot of the poems I write, I keep in here. I also keep things from lost loved ones’ funerals in it.
Everything in here has a memory to it. Most of them bring tears to my eyes….as they’re about someone I lost, miss, or love so much it hurts.
I love this box. It’s part of my heart.
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