I often wonder what's the value of memories? How long should they be protected or maintained? Do we keep them for the nostalgia they bring to us or merely for that they represent a stage of life behind us?
Found an old box full of greeting cards, pictures, diaries & notes that had been gathered over the last 12 years,looking at them felt like I was living those years all over again, same gray nostalgic feeling with some even carried the smell of the season they were created at...

I wonder if they are more valuable to me now or say 20 years from now? whatever they are, I couldn't toss them aside just yet,but maybe someday...