i keep a list in my head of lost stuff going back to my childhood. When I was 12, my mother had a midlife crisis and found the first man she could who would take her to California and left... My sister and I were safe with my father, but most of our belongings (that we didn't take with us in paper sacks) was eventuallly disposed of. I will not bore you with the details, but I still miss some of that stuff and have labored over the years to replace it. As a result, I have had serious trouble throwing away my children's toys, even when THEY indicated years ago that they didn't want the stuff..