end of an era.  typically this means the end of a decade or the end of a major moment in the collective of the world.  but the end of an era i think should be more applied to ones' personal life and story.  this theme has crossed my mind on so many occasions over the past few years especially since my son is heading into adulthood.  the first hit i received over this was after the left elementary school.  i cried, i still miss elementary school.  but the situation that really shown as end of an era was in 5th grade and doing after halloween clearance shopping at target.  i realized there was no need to buy party supplies for next years class party....because middle school. 

i had another end of era moment today.  while going through the cabinets in the kitchen i came across these little cloth napkins I had sewn for my son to use in his lunch bag starting in elementary school.  i am an extremely thrifty and cheap gal and to save money rather than having wasteful paper napkins i bought a large cloth dish towel from dollar tree, cut it into 5 squares and hemmed them, thus making reusable napkins.  he used them up until high school, which then was cut short by remote school, and now for his senior year he is doing college dual enrollment...so he doesn't need the little napkins anymore. They are pretty faded and wrinkled and not much use other than what they originally were made for.  so what now?  get rid of them?  this is the kind of object attachment that I plan on writing about more in the future.  it can be some intense shit.  sentimentality over a dollar tree towel.