Our home. It's ours. It's paid for. And it's full of people and cats that I love. :love::love::love:
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Our home. It's ours. It's paid for. And it's full of people and cats that I love. :love::love::love:
I'd have to say, if I could only pick ONE, it would be my car. I have so many good memories in that car already and have only had it for about a year now..it's fully paid for and it's MINE, never gave me problems yet, it's gorgeous, it is customized as MINE, it takes me to where awesome memories happen, it allows my family and friends to be closer in that way and accessible.
If I had the option to choose a few more I'd pick my laptop and my phone as well as my camera. They all allow me to do so much, keep in touch with loved one especially, which I love.
As for photos well, of course I find those important to, but I will always have the memories of the amazing things I've done. Photos don't help me all that much in that respect.
I like kuhio's response - our home is also paid for, it's all ours for as long as we want it to be.
Inside this home, I guess I would say my Grandfather's Clock. It really is my Grandfather's clock. It's over 100 years old, and I can remember as a child seeing it standing tall and elegant just to the left of the fireplace in my grandparent's home. Every time I wind it, I think of how many times my grandfather wound it - so many years ago. It keeps perfect time and plays the Westminster tune every 15 minutes.
Very good idea for a thread Lizbud! Never in a million years could I narrow it down to one! I'll have to think long and hard about this.:confused:
I think my one favorite is my house. It's all mine & almost paid for too.
It's my favorite for all the freedom it affords me.:) It's a great place to
keep all the other favorite worldly possessions.:D
My body pillow. I :love: it. Also, my iPhone. I :love: it too.
My maternal grandmother's ("Nanny") wedding ring.
Does your own body count as one, because it is kind of...worldly-ish. Without I wouldn't be me! :D But, if it can't be counted as one, then....I guess, I have a verrry long list!! :o
I saw this piece on 60 Minutes last night.
I wonder what THOSE kids consider their one most prized possession?
http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-18560_16...iving-in-cars/
My home, bought and paid for with my own blood, sweat and tears (many tears over the years). Inside my home my ONE thing would be an old black and white, small framed photo of my brother and me at Rehoboth Beach DE taken one summer when I was about three, he was about seven and was holding my hand, pointing out in the ocean at a porpoise swimming rather close to shore. It's the little things.
Laurie
Boy, I sure have a way of killing a perfectly good, interesting thread don't I. Heavy sigh.... :confused::(:( It's happened several times in the last months or so.. Why?
Don't be silly girlfriend.:) In fact after I read your response, I started
to think of all of the baby pictures my Mom saved for us. My SIL used them
to make calenders for all of us children. I really treasure that.:love:
If I could scan them, I'd love to post them on PT.:D
Well... My first thought was my flute. When I started playing in the praise band at church I was playing my student flute. For my 39th birthday my whole family pitched in and gave me a gift card toward the purchase of a "step-up" model, the one most people have who play regularly as an amateur. I've definitely been practicing and looking for opportunities to play.
Thinking about it further (and I should probably have all these things in fireproof storage with backup copies in the bank lock-box)...
Degree from Loyola because it represents one heck of a lot of work! (and lost sleep)
Photo album and yearbooks from Valpo (BSN) because they represent a lot of good times and a few life-changing experiences.
My mom and dad's wedding portrait.
Pictures of my nephew and nieces from when they were first born, and family pictures just taken this summer because we hadn't had one "done" for a long time.
My favorite photo of me and my very best friend, who died much too soon.
My nursing pin and my name tag from my first job because it was such a terrific place and time to be starting out my career. The mug from which I used to drink strong coffee in the morning when I was working nights, trying to stay awake long enough to get through report, finish charting and go home.