Suit cases are not what they used to be.
When I was a kid , we moved into an old house and in the closet of my room I found an old suit case that the previous owners left behind.It was the kind a woman would pack her make-up in. I loved it and have had it….jeeze….for almost 40 yrs.
That was the beginning of my suit case “thing”.
Over time I have collected quite a few. Sometimes you find things in them. Most don’t have their key lock anymore, and usually they are stinky inside….yes stinky.
But they are fun and useful.
I made one for my grandsons. I thought it would be fun for them to have a little suit case to put toys in when they come to granny’s house.
Originally it was a little brown suit case. I don’t have a before pick.
But I tore out the interior and relined it with felt and fabric and painted it.
Here are some others I have revamped…..
And that one I found in that closet when I was a kid? That one is extra special to me. It has stayed with me thru the years thru all of my journeys in life. Eventually I relined it with some fun trailer themed fabric and glued a bow and some buttons to hide the chew marks from my beloved bulldog Buster, many years ago.
I use many of my cases for different decor or storage purposes. Sometimes I wonder about their past lives. Where they’ve been and who they were with. Maybe they spent most of their lives in a closet….forgotten like the little case I found in that closet in that old farm house years all those years ago. She found a life with me….My little companion. All of my cases have a purpose. Some I find and repurpose for others but they are all given a new life.
Next time you are in your travels and spot a case that whispers to you, pick it up.
You may have places to go together.