The mason jar filled with flowers and sea shells has become one of my sweetest reminders of visiting my boyfriend in California. The dried petals are from the flowers he surprised me with, and the shells are the ones we picked out together along the shoreline, stopping to compare shapes and colors as the waves came in. It’s simple, but it holds so much-every time I look at it, I can feel the sun, hear the ocean, and remember how gentle and easy everything felt in those moments with him. It’s like having a little piece of that trip preserved right on my shelf.