Twenty Years On and the Words Still Speak to My Heart

How a simple box reminded me of the power of community and the friends who carried us.

I opened a box today I wasn’t planning to open.

I’ve been in a bit of a sorting season lately - piles of photos, old albums, clippings, drawings and little pieces of our family stories. A lot of it’s been consolidated or gone into labelled boxes and moved into a storage cupboard. But there was one box I kept out.

It was crammed full of cards and letters. Bookmarks. Little drawings. Handwritten notes. I’ve had it for over twenty years. Part of me thought maybe I should throw it out, or pass it on to the kids - though I wasn’t sure what they’d do with it either.

This morning, I opened it and I’ve just spent the last hour or so working through it piece by piece. It triggered a lot of emotion and so many memories. ..........

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