Sentimental Schmentimental

I have an uncanny ability to lose old photos. Probably a reflection of my cheapness to just buy online storage, mixed with a few strokes of bad luck getting hard drives lost, stolen and damaged. I wonder if when I’m in my elder years, if I will yearn for recollections of my past. I enjoy seeing old journal articles, or even stumbling across old emails. It let’s me remember what I was like back then. Any by contrast, also gives me a point of relativity to where I am today.

This brings me to look at sentimental value as a whole. Does treasuring the past take one away from the present? Or provide context for where one is currently going? Furthermore, does having artifacts, such as pictures or old belongings create a truer memory? Or a false memory? Like the kind of memory you only remember because you were told so many times.