My father gave me this dollhouse for my 40th birthday. He had the doors hung and the shingles put on the roof, but otherwise finished the inside shell himself. He and my mother made miniature rooms prior to that. “The Cottage for Two” has no room for this charming dollhouse filled with tiny treasures. Carefully emptied and packed, the day came when I watched the house being driven off to reside with my oldest Granddaughter. And, yes, it is a wonderful thing to know where the dollhouse is and who is the next custodian.
And yet, and yet…I am not happy to have reached this stage in my life where less is more. Not when my usual view is, if one is good, two is better. Perhaps part of the letting go is to write a children’s dollhouse story. A story about a darling granddaughter, given a dollhouse, and what happens to the ‘dollhouse people’ next.
What a special gift you’ve shared with your granddaughter. I’m the collector and sentimental one in my family, trying to hang on to memories for as long as possible. Although I know I should start culling items sooner than later, it is a difficult thing. Your idea to turn the event into a story is a nice one.
I appreciate your understanding as another collector and sentimental soul. My advice is to keep it all, continue enjoying until you size down and have no choice.