… Firstly, I suppose it’s not technically my collection; I inherited it from my grandfather who died when I was a toddler.
I can sort of remember meeting him in his last stages of dementia, and he somehow knew who I was, too, according to my mom.
I’ve always felt his presence. I know he is watching over me, sort of like a guardian angel, and I know he’s there whenever I feel a small breeze. It’s not the air conditioning or a fan; it’s a little breeze that I think only I can likely feel. It’s not a scary feeling; I just know he’s there, and everything is OK. Does this seem a little far-fetched? You bet! But it’s as real as the Texas heat to me.
But back to the stamps.
I’ve had the stamps—thousands of them, mostly ones that had been postmarked—for about 20 years and always considered them to be some sort of treasure. Even if they had zero value, they seemed priceless to me. But what if they did have value?!
What if they were worth something? Would I have the guts to part with them? Would my grandfather be angry with me? What if part of the collection was separated from the rest of it? Would that cause some sort of cosmic cataclysm? What would I buy with the money if I sold the stamps? Or should I save it all?
If it were me, I’d want my progeny to cash in on my collection, especially stamps, which are becoming increasingly passe; no one really collects them or cares about them as much as they used to.
So I finally had them appraised after some delays, and they are worth …
… next to nothing.
Two stamps the appraiser found were worth about $20 combined, but I decided to keep them.
I suppose the collection’s true value comes from the fact that my grandfather painstakingly collected the stamps over several decades, and I have something of importance that once belonged to him.
But what do I do with a bunch of used stamps?
They’re beautiful, each one like a little work of art, but ultimately worthless.
Do you have something you’re not sure what to do with? What is it?