Stuff, and what it means
STUFF
What does stuff mean to you? Stuff, to me is things that I value: Photos, memorabilia, family momentoes........stuff. Stuff to Mister is THINGS. Things that he feels have value. Not emotional value, but $$$$ value. We have had this discussion (alas arguement) on a quarterly, if not, monthly basis for almost 18 years. He says, that since I grew up "poor" I don't value STUFF. I say, that since I did grow up "Poor", I know what has real value and what doesn't. Hence, the arguement.
As I drove into work this morning at 4:30 AM, I was listening to 870 AM, New Orleans, to folks that were getting back into their homes, and they were talking about their........"stuff" that they had lost in the hurricane. Many of the folks lamented the loss of their cars, their boats, their........stuff.
Then one women called in and talked about losing all of her family photos (from her grandma and beyond) and a pet cat; Ryley. My heart went out to that woman and her losses. A person can replace cars, stereos, boats, campers, and ........stuff, but the memories that were lost and the love that Ryley gave her, can never be replaced. If understanding that connection, and feeling the same way makes me a stupid person......then so be it.
Everynight before I hit the hay, I pray that Mister gets home safely (it's a 46 mile ride for him each night), I touch the photos of my family, fluff my kitties, and kiss Prince, and say my prayers.
If something ever happened here, and I lost all of my photos, my memories, and....GOD forbid, Bear, Sissy, or Prince, I think that I would want to die! Yes, I love my Mister, as woman can only love a man, but to lose (loose, loss, losing whatever. Where's a dictionary when you need one?) my "babies, my lovies" I would truly be devistated.
I guess the quarterly arguement/discussion about the value of STUFF will continue in my house. All I can say, is that Mister has never FELT strongly about anything but...STUFF. (if he has, he's never let on....)
Maybe one day......should he live so long, Mister will realize that it's what's in the heart that matters most........not what's in the wallet. :-)
I'll keep trying to show him the way. He's 57 on the 8th (Elvis"s Birthday too), and you'd think that he'd have a clue. One can only hope. TTFN Chrissykins
What does stuff mean to you? Stuff, to me is things that I value: Photos, memorabilia, family momentoes........stuff. Stuff to Mister is THINGS. Things that he feels have value. Not emotional value, but $$$$ value. We have had this discussion (alas arguement) on a quarterly, if not, monthly basis for almost 18 years. He says, that since I grew up "poor" I don't value STUFF. I say, that since I did grow up "Poor", I know what has real value and what doesn't. Hence, the arguement.
As I drove into work this morning at 4:30 AM, I was listening to 870 AM, New Orleans, to folks that were getting back into their homes, and they were talking about their........"stuff" that they had lost in the hurricane. Many of the folks lamented the loss of their cars, their boats, their........stuff.
Then one women called in and talked about losing all of her family photos (from her grandma and beyond) and a pet cat; Ryley. My heart went out to that woman and her losses. A person can replace cars, stereos, boats, campers, and ........stuff, but the memories that were lost and the love that Ryley gave her, can never be replaced. If understanding that connection, and feeling the same way makes me a stupid person......then so be it.
Everynight before I hit the hay, I pray that Mister gets home safely (it's a 46 mile ride for him each night), I touch the photos of my family, fluff my kitties, and kiss Prince, and say my prayers.
If something ever happened here, and I lost all of my photos, my memories, and....GOD forbid, Bear, Sissy, or Prince, I think that I would want to die! Yes, I love my Mister, as woman can only love a man, but to lose (loose, loss, losing whatever. Where's a dictionary when you need one?) my "babies, my lovies" I would truly be devistated.
I guess the quarterly arguement/discussion about the value of STUFF will continue in my house. All I can say, is that Mister has never FELT strongly about anything but...STUFF. (if he has, he's never let on....)
Maybe one day......should he live so long, Mister will realize that it's what's in the heart that matters most........not what's in the wallet. :-)
I'll keep trying to show him the way. He's 57 on the 8th (Elvis"s Birthday too), and you'd think that he'd have a clue. One can only hope. TTFN Chrissykins
posted by Chrissykins @ 4:31 PM
1 Comments:
At 6:48 PM,
Emma Ray Garrett said…
I'm with you on the stuff, Chris. Stuff doesn't mean anything, not really. Even heirlooms can eventually be replaced with something else, and the memories are what matter most. You aren't stupid for finding life more important, and something that should then be more revered and lamented, than inanimate objects. Love you!
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