Tombstones, etched with your name and dates of birth and death, are that people will know you about after your death. Your entire life is sumed up in that small little dash between you birth and death. There are no grand epitats of old, just a small little line. How you lived, what you liked or disliked, those you love and those you hated are all forgotten and replaced by a hyphen. Only those who loved you remember those things, and many times they forget as the years pass by. Only the things you leave behind remind them of these likes, dislikes, and the things you held dear.
I travelled down to Iowa to help clean out my grandma's house and get things reading to sell, and I learned a lot about my grandmother just from the things she left behind. Old pots and pans, lots of clothing, somethings she bought her self, somethings gifts from the family. A few iteams from her mother and grandmother, and those things you wonder about. Why did she keep this? What is that? You can learn a lot about a person from the things they owned and kept through the years.
