Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – Things We Keep by D.G. Kaye

Sadly this is the last of the posts from the archives of Debby Gies (until she kindly delves back in again for the next series!). This is about things we miss… and take for granted… until they are no longer there.

I miss my house that we moved from two years ago. Not the bricks and mortar so much as the outside living spaces, garden and sunshine. Ireland is beautiful in the sun and even on a misty wet day…. but swapping 300 days of sunshine for 300 days of rain has slightly taken the edge of it.

Anyway.. Debby shares her thoughts on her house, garden and old shopping buggy.

Things We Keep by D.G. Kaye

Today's thought

I miss my house.

As I sat on my apartment balcony, drinking my morning coffee, I looked at the vast blue sky as I drank in the sun’s unseasonably warm rays. The trees in their russet and crimson colors stood calm in their beauty, and I heard a few birds singing. I found it odd to still hear the birds chirping away at this mid-November time of year. I wondered if they had perhaps become confused by the extreme weather changes we’ve been experiencing these past few weeks, from seasonably cold to mild and spring-like; hence, not signaling winter’s near arrival.

Although the weather hasn’t been consistent, the now empty flower pots lined up against the wall on my balcony, remind me of the cold winds and temperatures we’ve had in late October causing the flowers to shrivel and die. I began thinking about the flowers I so lovingly tended to in my old house – the home I moved away from only 10 months ago. I recalled that with every change in weather, my flowers and plants would react.

By this time of year, I’d have already prepared blankets of burlap to wrap around the feeble trees and shrubs to defend them against winter’s onslaught of wind and snow. I couldn’t help but wonder if the new owners would do the same.

I thought about the beautiful shed my husband built with his brothers that housed all of our garden tools and furniture. And then I thought about how we have given all those things away because we’d no longer have use or storage for them.


No longer would I carry the groceries from my car directly through the garage door into the house. It’s now become a long walk through the underground parking, through the building corridors, up the elevator and back down the corridor to my door after bundling my groceries into an old shopping buggy I’d kept for decades.

It’s strange how I kept that shopping buggy from the days I lived in my little apartment – the one I moved into when I left the family home and my childhood behind. That buggy has been with me for over 35 years.

When I met my husband and we built our first home, he wanted to toss the shopping cart. I told him we never know when it may come in handy. He laughed as he shook his head and called me a packrat.

We threw the cart up on the storage shelves he’d built in the garage and there it sat until we moved 3 more times, and by then he no longer threatened to throw it out, but stored it neatly at the back of yet another shelf in each consequent house we moved to.

When we moved here this past winter, the handy cart helped me carry numerous loads of items back and forth up from the house to the car to the condo. And then I reminded my husband about how convenient this little cart had been and how handy it will be for bringing up groceries from the car.

Sure the old buggy has lost its shiny, silvery, luster, and one of the legs is missing its rubber capped foot, but I’ve had it for decades and it’s served its worth thousands of times over. Besides, they don’t build things the way they used to; built to last.

©D.G. Kaye 2015

Is there something that you miss from your previous homes or something you took with you and cannot be parted from (Husbands and family aside!)?  Thanks to Debby for stirring up the memories.

About D.G. Kaye

Debby Gies is a Canadian nonfiction/memoir author who writes under the pen name of D.G. Kaye. She was born, raised, and resides in Toronto, Canada. Kaye writes about her life experiences, matters of the heart and women’s issues.

D.G. writes to inspire others. Her writing encompasses stories taken from events she encountered in her own life, and she shares the lessons taken from them. Her sunny outlook on life developed from learning to overcome challenges in her life, and finding the upside from those situations, while practicing gratitude for all the positives.

When Kaye isn’t writing intimate memoirs, she brings her natural sense of humor into her other works. She loves to laugh and self- medicate with a daily dose of humor.
I love to tell stories that have lessons in them, and hope to empower others by sharing my own experiences. I write raw and honest about my own experiences, hoping through my writing, that others can relate and find that there is always a choice to move from a negative space, and look for the positive.

“Live Laugh Love . . . And Don’t Forget to Breathe!”

                 “For every kindness, there should be kindness in return. Wouldn’t that just make the world right?”

When I’m not writing, I’m reading or quite possibly looking after some mundane thing in life. It’s also possible I may be on a secret getaway trip, as that is my passion—traveling.

This is D.G. Kaye’s latest release in December 2017.

About Twenty Years: After “I Do”.

May/December memoirs.

In this personal accounting, D.G. Kaye shares the insights and wisdom she has accrued through twenty years of keeping her marriage strong and thriving despite the everyday changes and challenges of aging. Kaye reveals how a little creative planning, acceptance, and unconditional love can create a bond no obstacle will break. Kaye’s stories are informative, inspiring, and a testament to love eclipsing all when two people understand, respect, and honor their vows. She adds that a daily sprinkling of laughter is a staple in nourishing a healthy marriage.

Twenty years began with a promise. As Kaye recounts what transpired within that time, she shows that true love has no limits, even when one spouse ages ahead of the other.

One of the newest reviews for the book.

D.G. Kaye has given us a very personal account of twenty years of marriage with an older man – the highs and the lows, the joys and the concerns. What I read between the lines is the strength of this couple’s love and commitment to each other, their determination to find the positive in every situation and the joy in every moment. Kaye opens her heart for us all to see and through her process shares wisdom that can be of value to any couple of any age. True love knows no barriers. Thanks for sharing your journey and wisdom, D.G. Kaye.

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My thanks again to Debby for sharing her posts in the last four weeks.. A new series of posts from your archives begins after Easter… find out more in a week or so.

59 thoughts on “Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – Things We Keep by D.G. Kaye

  1. Though I have become an ex-pat, the only thing I miss is some people who were in my life there. Here, I have more than I ever dreamed of. Once again, for me, it is about the people. 🙂

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  2. It is funny the things we miss when we move. I am sure you are very glad you kept that shopping cart, Debby. I miss my books, my walk-in closet, my Christmas decorations, my lovely shoes, friends to go for lunch with……

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  3. I hate chucking things away and probably have way too many things cluttering up the house, but you never know when something is going to come in handy. Your little trolly sounds like it has served you very well, Debby. 🙂

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  4. I know what you mean, Debby. Now that I’m contemplating my move, I know that I’ll take back to Spain some of the things I brought here 26 years ago because… well, they’re still standing and they’ve been my companions all along. And yes. They don’t make them like they did! Thanks, Sally.

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  5. I have moved so very often, Sally and Debby, that I really don’t attach to much importance to a house. I must have lived in more than 30 houses over my life. I would also keep the grocery cart; things like that often come in handy in life. Sorry that moving was hard for you both but it is nice to have somewhere new and interesting to live.

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  6. This post is so very timely for me. I just went back to the small town where my husband and I lived and loved for twenty-five years and my heart broke when I drove by our old house and saw the horrible condition of it all. But, what can I do? So, I felt sad, shed a few tears and moved on. Great post, Debby.

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    • Thanks Jan, and thanks for sharing. I’m sorry it hurt to look at your beloved home. I know what you mean. When I left my first home after building up beautiful gardens and driving by it a few years later to see that all the gardens were pulled out and re-sodded it hurt too. I don’t know why we take these things personal, but it seems we’re two peas in a pod on this topic. 🙂 x

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      • Maybe it’s because we put so much of ourselves into making a place a true home. I remember how hard we worked to build from nothing and what a cool place we turned it all into. But, that was then and after Rick died, I knew I couldn’t take care of it all by myself. So, it is what it is. I have the memories. Hugs, Debby.

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  7. Lovely post, Debby, and it made me a little sad too. There are places I became very attached to, places that hold a lot of meaning and memories that I’ve left behind. We practice letting go at this time of life, it seems. And the shopping cart made me smile… you never know! Thanks for sharing, ladies. ❤

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  8. Thank goodness I’m a minimalist, because I’ve moved at least 40 times in my life. The only thing I still have from way back then is my guitar. I’ve found myself regretting here and there that I didn’t save something, but a lighter load to move always outweighed the regret. You are a forward-thinking person, Deb, and it serves you well. I felt a little nostalgia while reading this, for homes I’ve left behind. Wonderful share, Deb and Sally. Thank you ❤❤

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  10. Nice memories, Debby! There is always something we like about our houses or possessions that stays with us. I love my present house. there were a few other houses that I liked but was not as happy in them as I am in this one. That’s because of my husband. Wherever he is I will be happy to be. hugs xx

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