"Is that your treasure chest, Mom?" Hubba asked me.
"Not really," I replied, "It's mostly some junk I need to get rid of."
I had decided that it was a good day to clear some stuff out of this 'hope chest' my parents gave to me years ago. I knew it contained items that were important to me at one time or another but my priorities have changed dramatically since I was a teenager. I opened it up and stared down at the top layer.
Old VHS tapes? Those could definitely go.
Wait... it's a tape of the first 2 musicals I performed in? And a complete video of the (one and only) pageant I competed in? And some footage with my Dad in it? Hmmm... maybe they're keepers.
Holy cow - check out these pictures of me at school dances. I don't need these!
Well... maybe the kids would think they are fun to look at. Besides, check out my hair in this one! Classic 80's!
I can totally remember that I had to buy Jason that sweater to get him to go to the dance with me. Ha!
Here are these old, stained dolls. What do I need them for?
They were my favorites. That Holly Hobby was my only gift one Christmas. And those stains were from my 'feeding' them at every meal. Maybe I could try washing them. Maybe they're antiques? I better hold on to them.
How about this folder? I don't need my old church folder. Let's take a look inside first...
Wow- it's my camp patch and neckerchief! I worked so hard to earn those. I can still remember how I almost didn't pass off the fire-building or first aid. These are still pretty cool.
Alright, let's see - 2 pictures of me that people drew. Kind of fun. Old posters from the plays I was in? They don't take up much room. Cassette tapes? What in the world... No way! Trish and I singing Surfin' USA... I totally forgot about FunTrax in Westwood! I guess all this stuff is going back in...
OK, on to the bottom layer.
Those blankets are all worth keeping. And I can't throw out my yearbooks or my letterman's jacket. That has my name on it. I wonder what's in that little box?
The first book I ever wrote! I loved this - my Fashion Plates made the perfect pictures to illustrate it. I love the clothes I picked for the people who "just relax at home".
What the heck is this?
Oh yeah! I totally forgot that I own the magic whistle that makes me ruler of the seas! My friend Joe found it for me and wrote a story to go with it. I can't just toss creativity like that in the garbage.
Why am I keeping some piece of paper...
Yes!! Holly still totally owes me from my 17th birthday! I'll have to give her a call...
And look! PROOF!
I totally got an A+ in speech! Ahem... good thing I didn't keep any other report cards...
What's in this envelope? Old negatives? I can toss 'em. Well, let's check what they are first...
Oh - pictures from my theatrical makeup class. Hmmm... maybe I'll develop them and see if they're worth keeping.
In the end, this was all that got thrown away:
Apparently, I am something of a junk collector - or maybe just a sentimental softie. But either way, Hubba was right.
It is my treasure chest.