Why is it, my sister’s questions always make
me rethink how I do things? How rude.
“Your house, containing everything you own,
catches fire; after saving your loved ones, you have time to safely make a
final dash to save any ONE item. What would it be?”
I have to admit, all of my life I have had an
intense fear of my house burning down. Yes, I’m materialistic, but that’s not
it. It’s the sentimentality of it all. Though, right now, if I my stuff were
out of the house, I’d say sayonara, sucker! Burn, baby, burn! I’d finally be
able to get out of the damn thing. (I am KIDDING! I do not want my house to
burn down with or without my stuff. Okay, universe? Did you get that
disclaimer? It was a joke!)
But if it did, and my stuff was going up in
flames with it, I would be screwed because the one thing I know I would want to
go back in and get is up the stairs, around the banister, down the hall and in
the very back bedroom. Yes, I would be going down with the house if I went back
in for it. This is where my sister has made me rethink how I do things.
I would want to save my binder of CDs that
have all of my pictures on them. Sure, I would be losing all the pictures
before I went digital but these are Madeleine’s entire life. I’m sure there
should be something else I would rather save, but that’s the only thing I can
really come up with right now. So instead of storing them in the worst possible
place in the house, I have decided to move them to the bookshelves in the front
room. With my camera. So I can cheat. If I have time to grab one, I have time
to grab the other. Which means I might as well store my computer there too. And
the baby books. And my jewelry. And shoes. And… I’m kidding. Really just the
pictures. The memories.
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