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I love this post, and been thinking about how objects carry memories, and in a way, the stronger the object, the longer the memories last.

“The items that once allowed us to share a meal with friends—when they sit broken and rotting in a landfill, alongside the bones of other unloved objects that were once part of a home.

Broken, because they were never built to last.” a critique on fast production and a dire reminder for us to be mindful of our purchases.

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Thanks for your comment Coco, absolutely agree.

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That made me tear up!

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Another beautiful piece, thanks! Also, I have the exact same ring (and earrings/necklace) from my mother! I find myself thinking about her, dad, aunts and uncles, grandparents and friends no longer physically here quite often and usually triggered by seasons, smells, or random events rather than physical items.

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Thank you, Polly! Funny about the ring!!

I like your comment on seasons, smells, events triggering thoughts/ memories. It makes me think of how some other cultures center oral storytelling more than we do — I wonder if they pass down more stories not tied to items of generations long gone than we do.

Thanks for reading and taking time to comment :)

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