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day 13

img_9339Here’s one I got at TJ Maxx a few years ago by Echo. I got this same bag in two different patterns and used the other one more than this one. I couldn’t even give it away because the design wore off the top of the bag. This one is in much better shape. It’s great for carrying all my stuff, including a laptop, as long as it’s in a sleeve. There’s a cool outside pocket that’s only attached at the top, which makes the perfect phone pocket.

Full disclosure: I almost quit the blog a couple of days ago. I haven’t talked about COVID-19 much, but my husband and I are high risk. Anytime one of us coughs or sneezes, we’re looking around like, “who was that? Are you ok?” So it’s a very stressful time for everyone, of course, and we’re no different. The other day, one of us got sick, and I felt like the blog was irrelevant. But, we still have lots to be thankful or and to celebrate in this Easter season. I’m grateful we’re all doing ok and managing our symptoms, taking our medicine, adding health practices, and doing our best to lose weight and keep stress down. We have to do everything we can to be proactive so that we can minimize our risk factors. Take care of yourselves and each other, friends. Take care and peace.

bag 24 – claimed

Yesterday I mentioned a practice I’ve deployed in years past when I’ve looked at my bags and decided I didn’t want to get rid of any of them. I’ll go to the thrift store and get a few for the sole purpose of the giveaway. Some of you might think “hey, that’s cheating!” – to which I reply, “it’s my giveaway, I make the rules.” We’re both sorta right.

Sometimes, I’m traveling and need an extra bag because I didn’t take enough photos or didn’t bring enough bags – spring breaks in Connecticut at David’s parents’ house comes to mind. My mother-in-law loved to thrift, and we usually hit at least one thrift store while I was there. God rest her soul, those days are gone.

Now, I have no choice but to dig deep and keep going with my Lenten discipline. When things get tough, we’re called to do the same. It might not seem like a difficult thing for many people, but I’m not many people. I’m the only me there is. The next seventeen days of this giveaway, you can believe I’m sacrificing things I’ve grown to enjoy. And that’s ok. There’s much more at stake than my bags these days, so I can woman up and give of what I have.

This virus reminds us that things don’t mean as much as people. Last night, after getting the news that my COVID-19 test came back negative, I got the best sleep in over two weeks. But then again, my bags are art. They give me comfort. We all have those things that provide us with comfort, no matter how much we have or don’t have. More critical than bags are my three loved and surly children. And my husband, who may or may not put the soap back in the right spot. And all my dear family and friends. So on with the giveaway.

Here’s a cute pastel yellow (trust me) Fossil bag for someone who loves a place for everything. Large inner pouch, front flap pocket, back zipper pocket with credit card slots, and room for more stuff – this bag will keep you organized. The leather is thick and soft. The adjustable strap of cotton canvas and leather converts from shoulder bag to crossbody. $6.99 at St. Vincent de Paul. I was just about to put my stuff into it and use it, but whatever. I have another yellow bag that I bought myself for Christmas a few years ago by the SAK, so it’s all good.

If you like this bag, email me at 50favbags@gmail.com with bag 24, your name, your address. Thanks and peace.

bag 19 – claimed

 

Here’s my other The Sak convertible purse – remember the one with the rainforest? Here it is in silver. Convertible in many ways – crossbody to shoulder bag to clutch; full size to envelope style. I got this new at TJ Maxx around 9 years ago for a high school reunion.

Ok, I’ll admit it – these photos are from a few years ago when I carried this purse during the 50 days of Easter. The cane in the pictures belonged to my dear mother-in-law Ida McKenney. She was visiting us a few years ago, and we went to Panera for lunch. Ida died last May, and I miss her terribly. Not only was she a great friend, but she stepped up her mom role for me after my mom died in 2001. We loved to go thrifting together wherever we were – her house in Connecticut, here in Cincinnati, or when we traveled.

Anyway, if shiny silver bags are your thing, email me at 50favbags@gmail.com with bag 19.

day 49

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cowrie shell backsack from Pier 1 – circa 1985, making this vintage


today is really day 50 in the world of the 50 days of Easter. but for me, it’s day 49 on my journey. i brought it full circle with a bag i’ve had for around 28 years. back in my high school days – early to mid ’80s, Pier 1 sold clothing, scarves, bags and earrings. the stuff was so cool –┬áboho long before the word boho existed. i couldn’t wear a lot of the clothes, maybe a skirt here or there, but i could definitely work with the scarves and bags. i got this one when i was maybe a senior in high school. sometime around there. i was drawn to the shells.

so how has this bag stayed in the family when many others i’ve had through the years have been given away? it’s the shells. i love cowrie shells. maybe you’ve heard, but wikipedia can tell you: they were used as currency in Africa, Asia, and North America, and also as a sign of rank and authority in some cultures. they are also worn as jewelry and adornment in clothing and the hair, and are a sign of womanhood and fertility. i made a cowrie shell necklace for my wedding and put a fertility symbol on it to boot, and wore cowries in my hair. let’s just say it worked and leave it there.

i think cowries are beautiful. they also feel great to play with – i read they’re also used as dice. i have a dish of them in my living room. i grabbed this purse because i knew i was at the end of this journey and it woudn’t be complete without this bag, as it has been with me for so long. also, i needed red for Pentecost. my church, Calvary Episcopal Church, had a joint service with my childhood parish, St. Andrew’s Episcopal Church at a park in Mt. Airy forest. what a blessing THAT was!

the bag’s faded a little through the years, in part because i have it handing on my closet door where i can see it every day.

as i typed those words i was overcome with emotion. doing this work has reminded me of the many lessons that the strong women in my life, primarily mom and Joy, have taught me: live in the moment. appreciate and enjoy what you have. try to make someone else’s life better on your way. of course there are more, like those involving raggedy underwear… but we’ll leave those alone for now.

i remember one day coming home from working at the downtown library. we were living with my parents while david was getting his mba and n was a baby. this particular day, i had been asked for money by homeless people repeatedly. i asked mom, what do you do when people ask you? i feel bad when i don’t give, but i don’t always want to. here’s what she said: when the spirit moves you to give, give. if you don’t feel moved, don’t. either way, pray for that person and keep going. and pray for yourself to be open to the voice of the spirit within you.

happy Pentecost.