A Story of a Keepsake

Keeping it as a bookmark! Treasure keepsake!

Little treasures rest
Whispers of time in my hand
Treasures never fade …

An entry ticket to the Sherlock Holmes Museum on Baker Street with my little sister in London. It was a bright and sunny day, and we had such a wonderful experience exploring the museum. Walking through the rooms, seeing the famous detective’s study, and imagining the stories felt magical. This little ticket is now a cherished memory of laughter, curiosity, and a special day spent together …

Life’s simple joys are all around; they only need your attention and appreciation to become cherished memories …

I♥️

6 thoughts on “A Story of a Keepsake”

  1. I’m jealous, Roksana. I’m a fan of the stories and love all the various television shows from over the years.

    I’m a bit of a ticket-hoarder, keeping stubs from different events I’ve attended over the years. I look them over every so often and remember who I was with and how the experience felt.

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    1. Oh no, don’t be jealous, my friend! 😊 I’ve always loved Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes, and mystery thrillers are a favorite of mine. So visiting the museum was truly exciting. I also treasure little keepsakes like tickets and notes; they turn into such simple yet beautiful reminders of the moments that make life special – those are time capsules of joy! 😊

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  3. sweet memories! I’ll never forget touring the Dickens Museum in London. I’m happy that you’re having the joys that touch you the most. Life is about grasping every joy out there, while/when we can.

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