I read something recently that moved me to think about the true value of sentiment. It has become commonplace to snag a souvenir or a momento to help document our experiences with friends. Sometimes a photo just doesn't do the trick. Photos are another essay all together. We take so many photos, but what really ever happens to all of them? Does anyone keep an album anymore? Sentimental value. What defines it? What is the measure? And what do we do with it eventually? Well, eventually we forget why we have the momento. Sometimes it just becomes another trinket on the shelf. And when that happens, yet you know you got it for a reason - to commemorate a moment - what do you do? I've been thinking a lot about purging the rooms of our house. I say rooms because I have a plan to do one room at a time - seems to me it would be easier to feel accomplished if I do it this way. But the fear of tossing something with sentimental value holds me back sometimes.