So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.
The last few years have been busy and … challenging:
- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)
- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...
- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?
I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.
So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.
Stay safe everyone. Stay well.
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Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Valuable Possessions
Many of us won't ever have to think about this, but recent disasters and evacuations serve to remind us to prioritize before an emergency arises. Of all the "stuff" that you've accumulated over the years, what would you bring with you that wasn't: the 72 hour kit, the necessary medical, financial, and identification documentation, cash, medication, or things that your family and pets, etc. would need to survive?
I think most of us would end up taking items that are tied to family and special memories. I know I would.
For me, while I'd have a hard time giving up my books*, I know that most of them could be replaced ... eventually. Yearbooks and Scrapbooks can't. Family Bibles with the genealogy can't.
Similarly, most of my music* is uploaded onto my work hard drive and is backed up on the server (shhhh, don't tell), so I know that could be downloaded. The one photo I have of my father as a little boy with his parents also could never be replaced.
Electronic equipment* and furniture* can be replaced/upgraded; the heirloom shadowbox I had made out of my paternal grandfather's vintage charm bracelet and the glamorous war-time photo of he and grandma, could not.
Clothing could be replaced; the vintage family "jewels" that include that paternal grandfather's WWII military ribbons and buttons, the bracelets he made out of scrap metal during the war, (one of which I wear every single day), my maternal grandmother's collection of vintage costume jewelry, and my "pearls," medallions, and pre-ban ivory necklaces could not.
My linens could be all be replaced, except for the handmade quilt that my maternal grandmother made just for my high school graduation and went with me to college and beyond.
What would you consider to be irreplaceable? Think about it now, while you can.
*I keep an inventory list in Excel on my computer and e-mail to my various accounts a few times a year. That way I know approximately what was in my collection in case I need to verify for insurance purposes, replace an item, or weed out duplicates. Once I get a flashdrive a copy will go there, along with scanned copies of important documents, living wills, wills, medical information, etc. The drive will then be sealed in waterproof containers and put with my evac. kit.