Talk me out of selling the "H" Sebenza

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I think when you start collecting things just because they are rare or worth a lot of money
than its more about investing than anything. Just my 2 cents.
I agree.

Open it and marvel at the craftsmanship.
It is marvelous.

Since no one else has said it;
It is the giving season. Sell it to me for a song!
Wish I could.

Don't sell it. :)
Kind regards,
Jos
Still on the fence.

don't sell it, give it away....you can afford it......
love,
dan
This one set me back pretty good.

I think you know that it is nice, rare, and a special one, but you are ultimately more into the decorated ones.
I really am into either decorated or damascus and this has neither. Not to discount it in any way, as I do like that it's rare and I like that it is a true custom.
 
**Just as a personal note, I recently lost my pet of 13 happy years, and I think losing him sort of made me emotional and I think I'm going through one of those I don't care about anything times, probably part of the grieving process.
Rest in peace Parker.

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**Just as a personal note, I recently lost my pet of 13 happy years, and I think losing him sort of made me emotional and I think I'm going through one of those I don't care about anything times, probably part of the grieving process.
Rest in peace Parker.

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That's a heartbreaker Lisa. Just look at those eyes. Things like this will put knife-nuttiness into perspective. My advice would be to put all knife-related decisions on the back burner for the time being. You need some healing, not some dealing I think.
 
That's a heartbreaker Lisa. Just look at those eyes. Things like this will put knife-nuttiness into perspective. My advice would be to put all knife-related decisions on the back burner for the time being. You need some healing, not some dealing I think.
Well I'm definitely not in a buying mode, I do still look at the ads out of habit, but haven't bought one since Parker's passing. I will likely sell stuff though, it will be cleansing for me.
 
Lisa, sorry to hear about Parker. When our brindle boxer passed away (lived for 14 years), it was tough.

In regards to blades, it's a wonderful addiction but in the end, it's just 'stuff' so do what you feel is best.
 
Thanks all for your messages. Going through a rough patch right now, so I'm certain I'm doing some things impulsively or out of grief, but I can't really help it.
 
There is a way to sell it and still have it! If you know someone from the forums or locally that you are more than an acquaintance with, and they want it, you would be safe in selling it to them, and make sure that if THEY sell it, they will come to you first. A couple knife buddies of mine have that same pact on a few knives. For instance, if I decide to sell my Hinderer XM, I must go to my buddy first to see if he wants to buy it back.

Just some ideas!

-Kirk
 
Lisa, I'm really sorry to hear about Parker. He was a beautiful boy.





Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
 
Thanks all, I did sell the H...and I think the Rainbow Bridge sums it up and I kind of get sad when this pops up to the top while I'm working through my grieving, so I'm going to lock the thread.
 
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