Hello World Part 1 (100 Day Photo Challenge!)

Day 57: Something Passed Down From Parents/Grandparents

I feel so bad.  I can't think of anything passed down from my parents or grandparents.  I've thought about this now for a couple of days...I was certain that even if I had something that was passed down it wouldn't be with me in New York.

So today I was sitting on my bed.  I was trying to think of what to do for this post.  I looked over at my desk and something caught my eye.  That's right, the pin sitting on my desk caught my eye. 

Let me explain.  This pin was not passed down to me.  My Grandpa (who I think owned it before me) didn't give it to me, he didn't tell me to keep it save, or tell me an awesome story to go along with it.  He probably doesn't even know I have it.  In fact, I'm not even 100% sure that it's his (I'm 99.99% sure).

When my family moved into the house they are living in now (the house used to be my grandparents house) I remember finding four things.  The first thing I remember finding is marbles.  There were so many marbles!  I was young when we moved in and the marbles were the coolest thing ever.  I remember finding so many and when it would seem like they were all found more would pop up.  Finally they were all found but I still wanted there to be more.

The second thing was golf balls.  There were buckets of golf balls.  I remember these buckets were out in the shed behind our house.  I remember playing with these, I especially loved the colored golf balls.  I remember the pink, yellow, and orange ones.

  The third thing we found was shiny polished rocks.  These rocks were so beautiful.  I remember splitting these up between my sisters and I.  We all had this thing about rocks.  Before we had moved I had a huge (well, I remember it being huge) rock collection.  I had a special case to carry them in too.  I think it was a makeup case or something.  The rocks we found at our new house were like none of the rocks I'd ever collected before.  These were so beautiful and polished.

The forth thing found were pins.  There were several of these.  At one point I had quite a few.  I remember asking someone what they all meant.  I thought that they were so awesome, and I still think they are awesome.

This is the last one that I have.  I took it out of it's package and I pinned it to my purse.  I don't know why my grandpa got this, I don't know what it really means or what it was for, I don't know if it was truly his.  I was probably supposed to keep it in it's package but it made me feel close to him.  Now when I see it I think of him.

So to recap everything I just said.  I feel really bad because I can't think of anything passed down to me.  This wasn't given to me by my grandpa, I don't know if it's really his (but I'm pretty sure it is), but it's old, I love it, and it reminds me of him.