The lessons never end and I’ve been a good student these past two months. What do you do on a bad day and jobs are stacking on the home front? You’ve lived there for years and the “stuff” that surrounds you causes you to hold your breath and your overwhelmed to the point of feeling claustrophobic. I had the good fortune of having a developer knock on my door and ask “are you interested in selling?”.. my response.. “hell yes!”.. and that is the beginning of a recent new chapter in my life.
At first I felt like a runaway ..trying to decide what to keep and what to give away. It’s not an easy thing to do as many of you who have downsized have found out. It’s hard to realize that all of this is your memory and does not belong to anyone else. It’s worth ultimately has no value to anyone else. This realization allowed me to clear the clutter of my house and my mind and the release it has granted me has been life changing.
Everything we own has a story, the challenge for me was finding people who appreciated the things I had collected in a lifetime and give it to them.. trying to keep things out of the landfill was not easy. Sounds crazy doesn’t it?
I read somewhere that there are two kinds of people in this process.. “the throwers” who relish clearing out and who will empty a house quickly and efficiently, and “the keepers” who want to preserve special things as well as memories, and who will linger over the process”..
I am one of the people who have come to the realization that the most valuable thing in a house is the life that has been lived there and I have no regrets in moving forward.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“Where thou art – that – is Home”… ~Emily Dickinson