Old Treasures – What could you find during Quarantine?

Sorting through old things I kept over the years today, and I ran across these old treasures. A life timeline of important events and a picture of my childhood feet even! ha! 🙂 These are priceless. What do you have stored away that might make you smile? Being in quarantine is a nice time to dig into old treasures and take a walk back in history. It’s fun and it cleans your closets! 🙂

Decade Interviews from a 2003 School Project

This was a school project I did in 2003. I was sorting through old things today, and I ran across this. I don’t like to keep paper; I move things into electronic format if I want to keep them. This is something I want to keep forever as it’s family history and heritage as well as a timeless reading for years to come for me, my family, and anyone who may get some enjoyment out of them. Enjoy!

Edward Toman – My Grandpa was interviewed for the 1930s.
Berniece Toman – My Grandma was interviewed for he 1940s.
Larry Toman – My dad was interviewed for the 1950s.
Nancy Toman – My mom was interviewed for the 1960s.
And not pictured: My Conclusion to the 1960s: Overall, life was a little different in the 1960s. Some big things happened, Like Palm Sunday, School Riots and Shootings. Many things were dependent upon how much money you had, like having a TV and doing things like going to a restaurant. Also, there was no snack food like we have today, like the yummy doritos.
Jean Potter – My neighbor and my mom’s best friend was interviewed for he 1970s.
Not pictured. Conclusion of the 1970s: Things were not that different. It was the fashion decade. There was some change from now, but not as many tattoos, fake fingernails, no gangs, and square hair. Prices were way different! And football was still the major sport!

Do What Makes You Happy

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I’m sitting here on my couch with Miles curled up in a ball next to me lying on Richard’s clothes. How beautiful. I sit in my apartment and I am happy with everything I have done thus far and where I am at with my career and life in general. I listen to the clock tick, the air purifier hiss, and the furnace huff. Somehow these sounds make my apartment seem even more relaxing. A great peace and quiet shelter. Hmm.. maybe I could try writing poetry. The sky is the limit; you do know…
 
Today, I sat in the Target cafe and watched the people come and go for a good hour. I know! How fun! haha. It really was great though. First, I watched a mother question her daughter with good life questions. She asked, “Are you going to not do something now and regret it later? You’ll spend your whole life knowing you could have done it.” I have no idea what they were discussing really, but it made me think. It seemed like after I heard that question, I watched everyone even more.
 
Another mother sat with her two children and bought them each a small slushie and ordered some breadsticks from the Pizza Hut there at Target. There were only three breadsticks. She gave her two daughters each one of them and then sat the other down. The one daughter said, “Is that other breadstick for us to share? Can we share it mom?” The mother said, “yes”. Then the daughter replied, “I thought so.” Here we have a mother that didn’t get a drink of her own nor did she eat the third breadstick. She gave everything she bought to her two daughters and sat there quietly and watched them both so happily eat their breadsticks and slurp their Slurpees. It was like this was what brought her extreme happiness was seeing her two children eat.
 
Across from the Target, cafe was an in-store Starbucks. I watched so many people line up for coffee. The barista was so friendly and patient as the line crept up to 10 or more people. She was so happy helping them. At about the 8th person in line was an old man wearing a feathered hat who used a walker. He was eager to get that cup of coffee that brought him some happiness. He patiently waited and walked an inch every chance he could. ha. He really wanted that coffee!
 
Then, after Target I went to a thrift shop. There were quite some clothes at this place! Designer names for $5 in a sea of clothes. One woman tried on a designer jacket and she absolutely loved it. I could tell that she didn’t have much money and buying clothes wasn’t something she did very often for herself. She just loved that jacket! All I could think was how great that she can now have it for less than $10 because someone decided they wanted to pass the treasure along to others. Maybe the original owner was just cleaning meaningless items from her closet, but it sure meant the world to that woman at the thrift store.
 
Now that I have written about these memorable sights today, I notice something. Each of these people did what made them feel happy. That is truly a very valuable observation. It’s not about the money you spend or what you do, it’s whether or not it makes you happy. Is it seeing that someone you love not make what could be a mistake by simply speaking up? Is it watching your kids eat happily? Is it helping others with a tasty treat? Or slowly inching your way to get your cup of joy? Maybe it’s giving your designer clothes to a thrift store or buying a trendy jacket for yourself. Whatever it may be that makes you happy. Please, do it.
 
So, I sit here and write tonight. Writing makes me happy. I rarely do it anymore, but when I do I absolutely love it. Maybe you have something that you know makes you happy but you haven’t done it in a while. Do it.
 
 
Do whatever makes you happy.
 
 
(Originally written on: 12/31/2014)
 
Medium.com version of this post can be found here: https://medium.com/@aleesatoman/do-what-makes-you-happy-8053816d9c58