Since childhood, I have recognized the future dangers of what is termed here, snowplow parenting. I think it might be because I didn't have that "luxury", but had the opportunity to sit alone and observe those who did.
And so, rather than have these meaningful relics end up in a garage sale for 50 cents, we let them go now so at least we can "translate" them into funds to have more enjoyable experiences now.
It can be more than that.
About a decade ago, my wife took a child's competition ballroom dress to a flea market. The dress was hand made and worth around $2000 dollars. She put a $15 price tag on it. We were there cleaning the table and a woman in her 20s happened to look at it and made a call, saying she had found the perfect dress. My wife's face sank as she realized it was likely going to be used as a prop for a hen's night. My wife said to the woman, it is a lovely dress and it had served well through many competitions. And the woman was even more excited and said - "it is my little sister's first competition and this will be her first dress and we couldn't afford to buy new. We didn't think we would find one at all."
Who knows, new cherished memories could be created.
is that "ego?" Or is it merely leaving a trail of breadcrumbs on the pages of history...
Both I'd say. We all think that who we are is important enough to leave a trace off us for our children to know. Since early on I have been openly putting messages to my daughter on the blockchain, just in case.
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