The Saddest Thing I Own A collection of life's saddest objects, their sad stories, and our reasons for holding onto these sad things.

The Fork

Posted On Sunday February 18, 2007 By Martine

When I was 19 I fell in love with a man who, for the first year, was the best thing that ever happened to me. Gradually he became more jealous and restrictive, and then violent. I became a prisoner in our house for 4 years. He came between me and my family and my friends. When I finally managed to leave him (and stay safe) I began drinking heavily because I was unable to cope and needed therapy. I had lost almost all my friends. In the years since I have managed to reconstruct my life and make lots of new friends, but I have not had an intimate relationship with a man. Just a few close-calls. All I have left from the time I spent with him is a fork from his silverware set. Its a nice heavy sturdy fork and I use it to crimp pie borders. I try to forget where it came from but every time I see it I think of him.

Tags: drinking, fork, jealous, prisoner, relationship, silverware

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My Saddest Things I Own

Posted On Monday May 15, 2006 By moonrose2u

my grandmother’s last little tube of avon sample lipstick she used every day

her last change purse with the coins still in them

her biscuit dough rolling pin with little tiny pieces of dough still attached 15 years later

my father’s pocket watch he received from his grandfther at age 12 (he would be 75 now)

my grandmother’s silver charm bracelet with charms heads of all of her grandkids and their birthdates (its over 50 years old)

my grandmother’s last letter to me in which she describes her brothers and sisters growing up in the hollers of kentucky and when she held her baby sister as she died

my husband’s professional certificates hang on the wall..his little old eyes, sometimes not seeing and really comprehending…he was a VIP…now after having a stroke, he is no one..except my husband..

Tags: avon, bracelet, certificates, change, charm, letter, lipstick, pocket, professional, purse, watch

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Grammy's Brush

Posted On Thursday May 4, 2006 By Casey

My Grammy’s dime store hair brush with wispy strands of her mousey brown and gray hair still caught betwen the bristles. I miss her so much! It’s tucked away, under my bed, in her old wooden sewing box. I almost never look inside, so there is no way I could take a photo of it to post here.

Tags: brush, grammy, hair, kc

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