A while ago I had been talking to my daughter about wanting to really declutter my house. I said that I wanted to get rid of everything that I didn't either use, need or love. I told her that there were some things that didn't fall into any of those categories but for some reason I wasn't able to throw them away. I went into the other room and brought back an example of something I couldn't seem to part with.
I told here I still had these cups that were ugly as sin but because they were made by her and her brother I couldn't part with them. Turns out that she actually made both of them and told me to toss them. I offered them to her but she said that she didn't want them.
A week or so later she came over and looked at the window sill in my kitchen and there sat the two much stacked like they are above. She looked at them and said "You still haven't thrown those away?"
So there they sit, they are ugly as sin, she's given me permission to part with them and yet I still can't seem to throw them out.