The beheaded husband

Trashed Memories

Many years ago when I got engaged, my husband gave me a picnic basket full of gifts.  Each one represented something special.  He gave them to me in a particular order so that he wouldn't spoil the surprise.  One of the last gif ts in the basket was an Austin sculpture of a Bride and groom.  We have kept it many years.  It even was a cake topper on our wedding.  ( Which didn't really matter since the cake lady dropped the cake while bringing it into the church.  Ofcourse she replaced with another one and we made do .)  So this sculpture has taken a special place in our bedroom since 1993. Today it made its way to the county landfill.  You see, sometime over the course of 3 busy children tragedy occurred.  The groom has been beheaded.  I do have to admit that I have found that to be very funny over the years.  The bride is still in intact while the groom lost his head.  I am reading a great book about organization by Peter Walsh.  He encourages you to get rid of the broken stuff.  The stuff doesn't have a memory , your brain holds the memory.  So today I took a pic .  This is on the DL so no word to hubby.  He inherited OCD to save like his mother.  I am doing this while He is at word.  The sculpture is hidden in the trash. It does feel good to know that our stuff we hold on to doesn't help us hold on to the memory, and it is less stuff to dust.!!