i've tossed old journals, trip diaries and even high school yearbooks, and a lot of old letters and notes, ftmp. i've sent some letters and cards back to the person who sent them, for fun, and i have one journal i can't toss - my old dead blog, so it's not cluttering up my life in any way. it's online. i can't bring myself to delete it because i still love reading it. since others were reading it, there's nothing i wouldn't want my loved ones to read, yet it does a good job of documenting the struggles and joys of my early-to-mid twenties and my entrance to motherhood. it also includes a lot of memories of earlier years, some of them not-so-flattering but they're filtered through the perspective of time passing by. maybe re-journaling is a good way to hang on to the things you do want to keep.