I make this confession because awhile ago I (along with my other 7 siblings) was at my mom's house helping her clean out her garage. We came across a 72 hour kit that I remember putting together as a child one night for Family Home Evening. Because we were cleaning, we thought it would be interesting to see what was in this kit. We actually found some things that could still be used in one today. A hatchett, a flashlight that still worked (with new batteries), plastic eating utensils, etc. We also found things that we wouldn't use, even if our life depended on it. Food mostly. Old cans of Vienna Sausages (who eats those things?), packages of instant oatmeal, and some unidentifiable stuff. We found other things that were unusuable...bandaids that didn't stick, rubberbands that were cracked, shoes where the rubber soles were hard. Stuff like that.But the thing that rocked my boat was the fact that we found diapers. My youngest sister is now 17. That means that this 72 hour kit was last updated minimum of 15 years ago. At least my parents were trying.
And that's what I like to remember when I think about my 72 hour kit. The food in there is still edible and the bandaids still work. The clothing might not fit any one of us, but there are at least blankets. My 72 Hour Kit is just one of those things that I keep thinking I should be diligent about keeping up, but with my busy life as a mom of two, being a primary president, having my husband in school still, and having my husband in the bishopric, it's just not happening.
And that's okay. In my kit, I may not have underwear for Piglet, but I have diapers for Tigger and they are the right size!
