I have something I can’t bring myself to throw away, but it’s not dusty. It’s something I use every day, but can’t persuade myself to replace it. It’s my wallet. I bought it during the family vacation between my junior and senior year in high school. The family was enjoying the beautiful scenery around Lake Tahoe when we came upon some people selling their crafts along the side of the road. One of the crafters was a man selling leather goods. I liked his wallets because they were the type you could put in the back pocket of your jeans. My mother kept trying to make me into a lady, but I wasn’t going to let that happen. Back then I was a “Tom girl” all the way.
Now I am 51 and carry a pocketbook with the wallet still holding my money and credit cards. The wallet has that weathered look of well used leather, but it’s not worn out in any way. There are no tears in it and the design is still visible. Maybe I can’t keep enough money in to wear it out. I have tried to replace it. I even have a nice red one that would be more user friendly, but I can’t bring myself to throw out a perfectly useful wallet. Is it the emotional attachment to that family vacation or throwing out something useful that makes me hold on to it? Maybe both.
When I do decide to let it go I’ll bring it to the salvation army store, and let it continue it’s usefulness in someone else’s pocket.http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/leftovers/