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This month, Sara gave the prompt that she got from someplace: Create a museum of your life. Talk about the objects or images you would include and why.
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I can’t remember what I’d read online that prompted our topic for this month, but I thought a museum of one’s life was a pretty interesting concept. I think a lot of us tend to think that what we’ve done or accomplished isn’t something to be celebrated, but we all contribute to the interconnectivity that makes humanity what it is. To those who know you, you are important and valued. And what you’ve done means something, worthy of a museum.
Some of what I’d have displayed in my own museum:
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Teen years are some of the most angsty years we’ll ever go through, and I love how open and wild I am at seventeen.
This was not expected. I was never meant to go to college. I’m the first person in my family to attend and graduate from a four-year institution, with a 4.5 GPA. If you’d known me when I was seventeen, you wouldn’t have expected it, either.
My family will always be displayed in my museum. I would not be where I am or who I am without them.
I’ve taken some time away from it, but I write.
I also garden. I grew up with grandparents who celebrated gardening, but I didn’t get into it until much later in life. I get a kick out of seeing things grow.
No matter what else I choose to do, I always go back to running.
I joke and say that Sedona, Arizona is my spirit animal. I love it out there.
We recently lost our beloved cat, Chance. The funny thing is, he was cantankerous for years and only seemed to love me, but in the last half decade or so, he settled in and had trust in us, his family. The same spirited creature who would bite you if you even attempted to pet him, would allow us to rub his belly and give him lots of love; he’d chilled out. Finally. This felt like a huge loss for all of us. If anything could be said about Chance, it was that he did things on his own terms and had such a huge personality.
Me, now. Getting ready to garden.
A long time ago, Sara and I did this blog project with two other friends. One of the topics was inspired by How I Met Your Mother, where the characters are seeing their past selves as museum exhibits. I wrote about my college personality for that topic. Today, I'm writing about who I am now and what a museum of my life would look like.
I can tell you this...it would probably be chaotic and cluttered, much like how certain parts of my house are, as most of that is my doing. (I still haven't put non-perishable groceries away and some are sitting out from weeks ago.)
For the museum of my life, I am just going to share about some rooms that you would likely see if you visited.
The Book Room. Like that's not obvious or anything. It would be a smaller-scale version of the library in Beauty and the Beast because I love that movie so much and I can relate to Belle a lot.
The Obsessions Room. This would be a room that had different video stations where people could watch (or stream) one of my many past or present obsessions, whether it's Rent, Hamilton, Schitt's Creek, Ghosts, The Princess Bride, Rocky Horror, etc.
The Family Room. This would be a room showcasing photos and videos of my husband and kids from various times in our lives. I'd also include some extended family stuff, like photos of my adorable nephew (as long as my sister is okay with that).
The Friends Room. This would be set up in a different way, where you can press a button next to someone's name and learn about how we became friends and see what our friendship dynamic is like. If you are new to my life, you can even take a compatibility test to see what your friendship with me would be like.
The Jewish Room. This room would have Judaica objects, samples of food like challah, brisket, cholent, potato kugel, matzo ball soup, babkas, etc. Yes, you get to try food like you're in a Costco. This room would also look like the inside of our sukkah.
The Thrift Shop Room. I would just show off a lot of my fun thrift shop finds, which is mainly clothes.
The Theater Room. Not only would this be decorated with Playbills from all the musicals I've seen, but it would also have a stage where people could do showtunes karaoke or put on improv shows.
The Nostalgia Room. I love 80s and 90s stuff and would be sure to stock the room with things that I grew up with, such as Cabbage Patch Kids, Care Bears, Baby-sitters Club and Sweet Valley High books, Rainbow Brite dolls, old school Barbies, a Nintendo with my favorite games, cassettes of music from that era, VHS tapes of movies from that era, etc.
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| Saw this at a Vrbo house we rented. Brought back memories! |
What would be in the museum of your life?
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