Material Girl

Ever notice that your clothes are a gateway into your memories? While going through my clothing, packing then in bags getting, ready for a new home, I was actually going through my life... picking up a shirt thinking wow I have not worn this since the first time I hung out with him, or my best friend bought me this, then we made a fort while I was wearing it :)... or these jeans have been with me through so much and you can tell with every tear, stain and wrinkle, or this the dress that I was wearing when I first got lost in his eyes... or the patterns on clothing that distinctly remind you of the people who picked them out, friends, family, ex's...The ugly sweaters given to you on the holidays, you never wear but make you smile when you look at them, cause they are just that goofy ...and the more obvious, his t-shirts that I sleep in...there are so many memories I re-entered tonight just by going through my dresser draw... maybe this is why I can not throw away my clothes, even if I do not wear them...its not a material thing... they are me, and my past relationships, and my memories in stitching form..