Stepping Into the Past

I have been going through old things, trying to figure out what to get rid of, and what to hang onto. In the middle of all this, I need to fill out paperwork for my ex's annulment (well, technically it is ours; I just want to get this thing over. ) I also need to find my baptism certificate (really?)

Well, I found a box that had been in storage for the past 2 years. It did not have my baptism certificate. It did have:

• A report card from grade school where it showed I got A's in science (that was me?) but C's in social science/geography (which makes since, since I now teach Humanities, right?)
• Pictures of my son from preschool to grade school
• Letters from friends from high school and college (some letters I am amazed I still have!)
• Cards that I saved from ex's (many of which will disappear in a bonfire at my friend's)
• Odds and ends such as some Girl Scout badges that never got sewed onto my sash, and cheap carnival jewelry that was meaningful when I was 14 or 15.

I also found my birth certificate, which will come in handy, since I have finally decided to get my passport (one year I will travel to all those countries on my bucket list!)

I hope I don't lose this box in one of my moves (although I hope to stay put until I find the townhouse or house of my dreams - whenever that may be.) I would like to pass it along to my son, so he can have some idea of our past, as well as my past, long before he was a part of my life.

And then, there's my future. Who knows what that will bring. I think I'm going to need a bigger box.