Memories are the best gifts of all

The funny thing about packing up is that everyone around you is so excited about the adventure you’re about to embark on…and me…well I’m going marshmallow I’m afraid. I keep being flooded with memories, beautiful, wonderful memories of almost 12 incredible years in this city of gold.

Tonight I got given a birthday present which my dear friend made for us – pictured below and it sums up a little bit of our history together and her dreams for us as we move on and it suddenly made me excited to find a home to hang it up in.

It really is that time of year for gifts – I get birthday gifts, end of year business gifts and soon it will be christmas and it can really all be overwhelmingly materialistic. But the thing is my love language is gifts so gifts really mean a lot to me and I put an inordinate amount of time and effort into gifts for the people I love and care about. Only I am not a maker, so I was not given the talent of being able to create with my hands like Bron did with my gift featured above. I am more a hunter and a buyer : ) Murray would describe it as a spender, I see it as investing in relationships.

My very favourite present from an agency this week was not the overwhelmingly amazing Jo Malone gift box which of course I will also treasure and enjoy but rather it was the totally creative gift focused on ensuring that Murray and I spend time together as a couple after a hard years work. So this is the wording in the card together with some pics of the gift:

Movie & Adventure golf tickets together with the Woolies voucher for the cheese & biscuits

Champagne for 2

So this gift will create more memories. Right now we haven’t exactly secured a removal company for Tuesday but let’s not dwell on that detail. Let’s imagine that by Wed night we are sitting in an empty house on the floor with a bottle of champagne, cheese and biscuits and toasting all the adventures we’ve had in the home we built together as couple.

This is the same little home Mia was welcomed into when we nervously carried her 2.9kg body back from the hospital. This is where we’ve had everything from normal braais to stunning sushi evenings – we’ve done hectic sing star parties and chilled dvd fridays. Most of all this has been our refuge and our sanctuary and our home and now it is time for new memories. A new couple who are due to give birth in February will move in on the 1st of January and bring their world of adventures and new life into this special space.

So we will take our memories of movies, adventure golf, cheese and champagne and as we sit one night unpacking into a new home in Dubai we will only be able to dream of the world of experiences and joy that will unfold in the new spaces and opportunities that await us there. We will not remember so much the things we thought we loved but more the people we love. Isn’t life all about the experiences and not the things? I really am forced to realise this as I choose what to keep, what to sell, what to give to others. The things that are important are safe in my heart always, and that is the end of the marshmallow for tonight.

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