Visiting the Past

• Posted by Ann Teve March 24, 2008 Filed in Society Girl's Personal Blogs 1,002 views
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  I mentioned in a post that my wife dropped off a van full of my possessions. I have to admit that I 'left' without thought of all of the things that one acquires over time -- the memories attached were so wonderful as to be unendurably painful. In going full-time, I have by default chosen to abandon my past. With that van, it came back.
  Today, I had some time to go through some of the boxes. All were neatly packed and neatly marked with the contents. These boxes stand in a row next to my desk in the basement. The first box I opened contained ornately painted vials from China. They were wrapped in pink paper and under the paper, cradled in little wooden boxes held with a bone clasp. To hold a vial was to be transported to the market in the streets of Hong Kong where we had purchased them. I cried.