Treasures

I love it when I wake up in my old bedroom at my parents' house. The first thing I do is go after nostalgic treasures of my childhood. Mom isn't much of throwing-away-stuff either.

Some of the things I found:

 

Letters from friends, over the years... (reading them made me blush)

...the coolest little bag

...my ukelele

 

 ...gorgeous grey pumps (how could I forget?)

...an old picture of my mom

 

...the happiest shirt I own

... and me as a baby, lifting invisible weights