My Mom is a very feisty lady. She’s experienced a series of health problems these last few years and had a major setback last Fall from heart surgery which she’s never really fully recovered from.
She has remarkable insight and a view on life that many of us could take an example from. I called her this morning and explained I’ve been busy downsizing and getting rid of things that I’ve decided are just burdensome. Really, do I need clothes hanging in my closet that I haven’t worn for the last five years? Do I need all those Mason jars any longer? Canning for one is definitely not any fun. And what about all those dishes and pots I’ve collected over the years! It feels good to give the house a clean sweep and some fresh air.
I think my Mom hit the nail on the head when she described it as a mental struggle with sentimental attachments.. I could not of described it better myself. We both agreed that our standards for what we’ve kept all these years were no longer a criteria and no longer worth hanging onto.. as time moves on you just don’t feel the same way about “stuff”..
We both had a good laugh when she described how she wakes up every morning and just lays in her bed surveying the piles of photo albums in the corner and dozens of afghans that she’s crocheted over the years and she can’t understand why they are still there. Because all night long she has been working and throwing things out. She wakes up in a sweat from all the hard work she’s done in her dreams. We couldn’t stop laughing…. so wonderful to laugh!!
Once again my Mom was way ahead of me.. in her dreams..
copyright Es-tee Miller
“Sometimes we are only given a few minutes to be with the one we love and a thousand hours to spend just thinking about them”…