My family was going through my late grandmother’s belongings when we discovered her secret filing cabinet. Unknown to us, she had been printing out our texts and emails to her, saving our childhood art, making newspaper clippings of our marriage announcements. She even kept a notebook listing our jobs, friends and favorite movies, to remember in conversation. In my file there was a email I wrote in high school, saying how scared I was to graduate and become an “adult.” She told me I didn’t have to worry; she was 77 and still felt like a little kid most days. — Eliza Thompson

Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real-life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging”, as I know each of these pieces represents something…