Down to the basement. Searching for the box. The box hidden away for so long, but never forgotten. The box lovingly packed away for a time "in the near future". The box found, opened. Musty smells and colorful clothes, some toddler toys. Going through the clothes, memories and hurt intermix. Putting some of the clothes aside, the toys and the rest of the clothes are re-packed and put away.
The future has finally come. And I am finally washing some of Michael's toddler clothes to use as hand-me-downs for Willow.
Time Machine
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5 comments:
That "at last" moment is so bittersweet. Willow is a beautiful little girl.
awwww...
Such a sweet post. So happy you get to bring that box out of the shadows and into the light.
xoxo
I am glad you get to use that stuff!
YAY for using them again and remembering the memories from them...BOO that Willow is already so grown up to fit in them.
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