Cellular Memories

I went through a bunch of old cell phones today. 

 

I had a box of old cell phones that I intended to donate/recycle/throw at people/whatever I needed to do to get rid of them ...as soon as I looked into the best way to do whichever of those options I decided was the best. 

I found info on the cell phones for soldiers program and now all my old phones (and J's) are going to a happy place to do some good. Yay.

 

I decided to clean out the contents of the phones ...it just seemed like what one should do before sending them out into the big world.

Wow.

What a trip down memory lane!

I found tons of old texts.  The majority were boring, some were memory-jogging.  There were silly antics and fun times, and then there were a bunch that reminded me of times I'd forgotten about (most likely on purpose, I'm sure).

Sunday, July 25, 2009.  That was the day I stumbled onto my ex's collection of gal-pals (of course he was not my ex at the time).  It was several months after I found the boobie lunch texts/photos while trying to shut off his alarm.  Despite his insistance that I had it all wrong, 'he wasn't that kind of guy, he'd never do that, yadda, yadda, blah' I was struggling with trusting him.  That Sunday he went out and left his phone home and I fought with myself about whether to look and feel like a jerk if there was nothing there, or know once and for all that I was not imagining things.  I looked.  I was so not imagining things.

 

I had a note I'd saved to my phone with the names and phone numbers of the girls he was flirting with, hanging out with, receiving less than artistic naked selfies from... At first glance it brought it all back.  I thought about it for a moment, and then I deleted the note (and the texts, and everything else on the phone).

 

I went home after work and told J about my phone cleaning discoveries.

I am immensely grateful for my current situation and I think a big part of that is because of the crap I'd put up with in the past. I appreciate J endlessly and I am so very thankful for him. We talked for a while about our pasts and how much they differ from where we are now, about us and our future together.

 

It felt good to delete the past away. And now I have an empty box I can pack full of the momentos of a happy life filled with love, laughter, and an overabundance of fur.

Win/win <3