The hand made green taffeta gown and bonnet I wore as a flower girl when I was 4 years old. They hang from a pretty shelf in the bedroom. I still remember that day because it was one of the few times in my life I ever felt like a princess! I remember walking down the isle holding a white wicker basket full of flowers in my little gloved hands.
Then there is my Daddy's violin. He gave it to my middle son when my son was in the school band. My son left it with me for safe keeping until he settles into his own place. My Daddy passed away thirteen years ago so it means a lot to have it hanging in the room where I can enjoy it.