Five Precious Things

6:44 PM

I often forget how important it is to appreciate the little things in life. We spend so much time worrying about having the biggest and the best of things, that sometimes we forget the things that often hold the most meaning are small, ordinary items that makeup who we are. Throughout my life, I have unknowingly compiled a collection of tiny things that hold a big meaning. As I like to think of my blog as a diary of sorts, I thought I would share some of these things with you. 

Taking a break from product reviews/discussion every once in a while is important for me, so here we go:

1. My record player was a gift from my boyfriend for our first Christmas together. When we first met, I had mentioned in casual conversation that I had always wanted to own a record player. On Christmas morning, I was overwhelmed by the fact he had remembered this brief comment and delivered me my very own record player (with a couple of my favourite records). Cue the "awwwwwws."

2. Comic books (Calvin and Hobbes and Archie, to be specific) hold a very special place in my heart. After being introduced to these characters by my dad, comic books became a form of therapy for me during my parents divorce and got me through the awkward preteen years. To this day, I still find comic books to be a great sense of comfort for me when my anxiety is acting like more of a jerk than normal.

3. I was lucky enough to be given my nanny's family ring by my dad and aunts after she passed away a few years ago. Guess I don't have to elaborate too much here, as items like this kind of speak for themselves. Just a very special thing that I'll always hold on to.

4. In 2014, I was able to spread my travel wings and visit Ireland, Scotland with my boyfriend and England on my own. These were probably the best three weeks of my life. While we were exploring all of the typical tourist attractions, we noticed coin press machines everywhere. Of course I had to give in to the hype and press a few of my own. Now these silly coins are a unique reminder of my first (partly) solo adventure abroad.

I know Charlie isn't an inanimate object, but he's probably my favorite object in the whole world. I never knew that owning a little creature could bring so much joy to my life. He was a feral cat and it took him a looooong time to tolerate humans, and now he's the most clingy kitty ever. This post is full of cheese, I'm well aware, but getting to have a cuddle with this dude when I get home from work each day makes the weeks a lot more enjoyable.

These are a few of the little things around my apartment that bring me joy. What are yours?

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  1. I'd love a record player!! I'd blast some old school tunes. :]

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  2. Aw, this is such a sweet post! Those are definitely some special objects (and cat). I love how, for most people, their most precious things are connected to family, friends, and love rather than a monetary value. It shows what is really most important to them :)