The Call: Hotels — Jessica

While I was sad to say farewell to our family when it was time to return home, I won’t be sad to say farewell to hotels.


Response: Special Date — Cheryl

I tend to save anything that could be construed as history: calendars, letters, journals (no matter how young I was and how insipid the entries are), but I’m tired of making room in my life for this stuff. Last month, I bought myself a Smash Book (Bridget was loving hers), and started slowly filling it. One day, though, I realized that I could use it to hold a lot of the crap — I mean, valuable historical stuff — I’ve kept. Pasting an entire diary onto a page obviously wasn’t an option, however, so I got creative. I began ripping and stacking and stickering. I’m saving the most essential parts of the items I’ve deemed worthy enough to keep, and I’m saying farewell to the rest.