Package in the Mail

I sent myself a box of treasures from my Aunt Mary's house and they arrived today.
Some of the items are very old and may be of some value, but not all the money in the world would ever get me to part with these things, they mean so much more to me than they could ever mean to someone off the street. I would like to think Mary would rather family hold on to these things than have them end up at some unknown person's home not knowing where they really came from you know? I am excited to get home tonight and make space for my precious items and at the same time I am dreading unwrapping the items because I know it will make me sad.
I finally got over being sad every time I passed my Grandma's mocassins on the wall in my bedroom.
It is all part of the process I guess.