tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post7036859083334500638..comments2024-03-29T09:31:53.769+13:00Comments on No Kidding in NZ: Thinking about "our stuff" againMalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03928262526502319303noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-40173171719774060522019-11-20T10:20:31.958+13:002019-11-20T10:20:31.958+13:00I can relate to ALLLLLL the thoughts & emotion...I can relate to ALLLLLL the thoughts & emotions you've expressed here! My books are precious to me, and I've sometimes thought about what will happen to them when I'm gone. I know not everyone has the interest (let alone the space!) to house the collection we have! I'm assuming the nephews might each pick out a few volumes that interest them, and then sell or donate the rest. BUT -- I have some copies that were signed by the author, though -- some of them fairly well-known (former PM Kim Campbell, Gloria Steinem, Lauren Bacall, Elizabeth Peters, to name a few) -- and I keep thinking there must be some way to flag to whoever is cleaning out the shelves that, WAIT, you might want to take a look at the inside flyleaf, lol (bookmark? post-it note? on the cover itself??). Although, what a surprise for anyone who might wind up with these books! loribethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09272814565916935113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-51549586078948587792019-11-08T12:21:08.624+13:002019-11-08T12:21:08.624+13:00I got a heart pang from this. My books feel like a...I got a heart pang from this. My books feel like a legacy, and I would hope I could find a good home for them, a person or a place that would love them like I do and see the story in their collective group. We've talked about this a lot, actually, since becoming forever childless. It is hard to think of legacies and that not having children doesn't make us legacy-less, but that not everyone will see things that way. That it will look sad, or somehow hollow. I guess lots of advance planning and setting my perspective as NOT-SAD, NOT-HOLLOW, is what I've got. Thanks for the reminder! Jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15868505568965284742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-59908869535826487652019-11-08T11:53:38.397+13:002019-11-08T11:53:38.397+13:00{{{Mali}}}...it seems like you are moving through ...{{{Mali}}}...it seems like you are moving through another layer of grieving. I'm just here with you listening.<br /><br />A friend of mine was widowed just two weeks ago just as she and her husband (also my friend) started their retirement. No children. I'm grieving the loss of my friend, and these words of yours really hit home: "Our possessions are precious only to us, our history is important only to us, our joys are important only to us. We end with us."<br /><br />Thank you once again for showing again the iterative process of grieving and healing.Lori Lavender Luzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15394441222262940632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-58939211905438505642019-11-07T14:42:49.302+13:002019-11-07T14:42:49.302+13:00Books..... I use the library. But there are other...Books..... I use the library. But there are other things in our belongings too. And in my peer group (let us say 75 and up) I am hearing many say that their children do not want their belongings, that lives today are so different and homes do not have the spaces and uses and what will happen to the expensive beloved item. And now my part of the world burns every year and all those material things may burn away.<br />I am reminded that what remains is only the loves we have share and shown to the world. Children are not a perfect solution. What you are sharing to the world with your writing is such a gift. THANK YOU.<br />roseAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-18629525696282097852019-11-06T14:51:49.729+13:002019-11-06T14:51:49.729+13:00Yes. Sometimes it still creeps up on us--the sadne...Yes. Sometimes it still creeps up on us--the sadness, the losses, and/or a pervading emptiness. I'm glad to have experienced these feelings coming upon me but eventually passing, but it still totally sucks when it happens. But it's true that "we all need to be allowed to feel what we feel." <3<br /><br />As for who will get my hundreds of kids books that I collected over the years... Who knows. Right now they're in storage, which is silly. They are meant to be shared with children. But one day they will be out of boxes again and I will find children to share them with. Maybe at the library or the nearest elementary school wherever I end up putting down roots...Infertile Phoenixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11033358612204465661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-24156698959682685032019-11-06T06:33:02.600+13:002019-11-06T06:33:02.600+13:00AAAAAAARGH. I just lost my whole comment. That I t...AAAAAAARGH. I just lost my whole comment. That I typed for 15 minutes. And I now need to run and cannot retype. I'll have to return in the future.Lollipop Goldsteinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01020874415819057995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5725106142359702200.post-72709656900232429372019-11-06T00:37:27.264+13:002019-11-06T00:37:27.264+13:00My Mum loved reading but she would always pass on ...My Mum loved reading but she would always pass on her books afterwards to friends so she didn't end up leaving a big collection. I don't remember her ever talking to me about her favourite books sadly. She did have other possessions like jewellery that we have which is a nice keepsake. Recently my sister has been helping sorting through the stuff at my late aunt's house. She didn't have any children. I know it's not the same, but some of her things will be divided among her nieces to remember her. dublinerinDeutschlandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14804856792598440633noreply@blogger.com