Keepsake: Something kept or given to be kept as a memento.
Presents sometimes fall into the category of a keepsake . . . some do . . . some don’t. My grandmother once sent me an Oral Roberts bible with my name stamped on the cover in gold: Donnie Doman. Although it stayed in the family for decades, it was not really a keepsake. My mother had my baby shoes bronzed and made into bookends. I have them. They are a little dusty. For awhile they held DVDs. Now, they just sit. I can’t imagine passing them on to anyone in the family when I die, but in the meantime, they sit by themselves on a shelf. When they catch my eye, I think of my mom, which is a comfort.
My bronzed baby shoes are heavy weight keepsakes.
Valentine’s Day is a keepsake holiday. In grade school at Stanley Elementary we shared Valentines with our fellow students. I don’t recall doing that later at Park Lodge, nor any other educational step since.
I think it was first grade Valentine Day cards that first introduced me to puns. Thank you, Saint Valentine.
As a loving husband with a loving wife, especially in the trying times of COVID, this sharing seems like one of the grandest things to do. I’m not talking about a trip, a night on the town, nor a piece of jewelry (although we’ve done all of these things), a personal, make-it-yourself note, card, or something meaningful is enough to be a keepsake and what I am working on. I’m aiming for heartfelt and creative, but just short of having my size 12 6E oxfords bronzed.
Jerri Ecclestone says
AWWW….what bookends those would make!!!
Don Doman says
Thanks for commenting.
I can’t image what they would weigh, but I think they could handle any books of heavy reading.
Thanks for the morning chuckle and sharing.
Susanne Bacon says
What a lovely article, Don! And thank you for the chuckle!
Don Doman says
Thanks for commenting. I’m glad you liked the article. We chucklers need to stick together. Thanks for sharing.