There’s a cliché that says “it’s just stuff”, meaning that material
things really are not that important in the grand scheme of things. While I
agree with this sentiment, it’s a lot easier said than done. As a family we can
take 2000 pounds of stuff. How do I fit my life, my kids lives, Brandon’s lives into 2000 pounds? You’d be surprised how fast things add up.
For the last month I’ve had to go through all of our stuff and decide what to
throw or give away, take with us or put into a storage unit.
This has been a painful and long process. It should be easy
to throw away the shirt that went out of style ten years ago and hasn’t fit
since I had my second daughter. It should be easy to give away the unused, forgotten
toy, but it’s been really hard for me. I don’t consider myself sentimental but
I think I’m holding on so hard to my stuff as a way to hold onto the good memories
or people they represent.
I’m coming to realize I don’t need to hang on so tightly to
things, what they represent and that I need to revel in the here and now.
Children are meant to grow out of the darling baby shoes, it’s ok to get rid of
the old college dishes It’s ok to look fondly on our past, but more importantly
I think we take the good, bad, and everything and use that to help make us
better.
Sometimes that means throwing most things away, giving it
away or holding a garage sale where you only make $41 because your stuff really
doesn’t have monetary value and starting over.
