in the bag

March 5, 2019

It’s always a little adventure, to delve into a handbag I haven’t used in months, years. This morning I found one in the laundry hamper –– goodness knows why I put it there –– filled with coins, pens, Bermuda dollars and prenatal pills the size of kidney beans. It was last used in 2014, I’m pretty sure. I also found a scrap of yellow paper, with my husband’s notes the week after our first baby was born. “Ask the doctor about swaddling.” Very often, I find an order of service slipped into the pocket of a bag. I love to re-read the poems and passgaes the couple chose. Velveteen Rabbit. Winnie the Pooh. Sometimes, I’ll find an old lipstick, a shell or some sugared almonds at the bottom of a bag. And once in a while, I’ll discover a pair of earrings or a ring I haven’t worn in years. I like to go through old receipts and business cards, notes to myself, and scribbles from my kids. I toss most of it, but there’s always a gem or two to be found.


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