Charlotte
Jun 5, 20201 min
Capturing what matters isn’t always easy. Sometimes we don’t even know which things mean something to us until much later, like all the letters Gran sent me while I was working abroad.
I love looking at other people’s treasures but haven’t always been great at saving my own so am now trying to keep a few things along the way. Not much. It will all fit in a shoebox. The most important things aren’t really things at all, but something you can put your hands on - and indeed, engage other senses too - can really help to anchor experiences, people and places in our memories.
I spotted this postcard stuck up outside an artist’s studio in Sicily. It was the only one left - a bit dog eared, with a crease across the middle - but I wanted it anyway. The artist (a very vintage Italian gentleman) could see how much I wanted it so he humoured me. Definitely one for the shoebox. I’ve even written the date on the back.
(Reflection written in June 2019)