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I just wanted to scribble this down as I am cleaning a collection I recently received from Craigslist.
I recently came across a "for sale" on Craigslists and jumped on it and met with the lady to pay at her home. She was probably about my age with children just like me. She was given her old collection from her Dad. She didn't seem to have a connection to them anymore and was very busy with something in her life and just wanted them gone. Her kids were going through the box and telling me about them. I asked her if she was sure she wanted to sell them since her kids were interested. She said no, they had enough toys. So I paid and I was off in excitement.
Now that I finally have time to spend with this little herd and clean them, I am noticing how well she took care of them. I am thinking of her as a girl and how these were part of her childhood when she didn't have the worries of adulthood and the peace ponies give me. I wish she loved them like I do now. I wish she gave them to her daughter who really seemed to love them.
I had this love as a child for mine and I would get lost in that world, then I turned into a teen and sold all mine. I still wonder who out there has my ponies, probably some of you.
I am cleaning these ponies with a little more care today in honor of that girls/ladys childhood.
I made sure to tell her that I will take great care of them and she smiled. That's all.
I recently came across a "for sale" on Craigslists and jumped on it and met with the lady to pay at her home. She was probably about my age with children just like me. She was given her old collection from her Dad. She didn't seem to have a connection to them anymore and was very busy with something in her life and just wanted them gone. Her kids were going through the box and telling me about them. I asked her if she was sure she wanted to sell them since her kids were interested. She said no, they had enough toys. So I paid and I was off in excitement.
Now that I finally have time to spend with this little herd and clean them, I am noticing how well she took care of them. I am thinking of her as a girl and how these were part of her childhood when she didn't have the worries of adulthood and the peace ponies give me. I wish she loved them like I do now. I wish she gave them to her daughter who really seemed to love them.
I had this love as a child for mine and I would get lost in that world, then I turned into a teen and sold all mine. I still wonder who out there has my ponies, probably some of you.
I am cleaning these ponies with a little more care today in honor of that girls/ladys childhood.
I made sure to tell her that I will take great care of them and she smiled. That's all.
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