Some personal belongings are more than just objectsthey are time capsules that carry the weight of cherished memories. For me, the belongings I hold most dear are those tied to the early days of my family, a time when life was a delicate balancing act. Back then, I was newly married, navigating the uncertainties of young adulthood, with my sona curious, giggling toddlerlighting up our world. Among these treasures are my son’s tiny baby clothes and his first alphabet learning books, worn at the edges from countless bedtime readings. Now, at 26 years old and towering half a foot taller than me, my son is a grown man, but those little outfits and books remain sacred. They’re carefully preserved, tucked away like fragile relics of a fleeting era. My wife feels the same; we can’t bear to part with them. It’s curious how selective memory can be. While some of… What personal belongings do you hold most dear?