Cleaning House
It's time to eliminate some things from my life. A few days ago, or so, I put together donation boxes. I still have more to go. The above picture of my stuff is a small sample. These are things that make me hold on to the past. Things that no longer give me joy. Things that are now meaningless to me.
First in, first out. I began gathering what was sitting in front of me, and wondering why was I still hanging on to them—sweaters, jackets, T-shirts, sweatshirts, cuffs, rings, beads, and silver necklaces. Then I made a few calls to various charities to see if they were accepting donations. I know that it's strange to call up places, but many of them are full, and will turn you down when you show up at their door.
Anyway, I finally found a place, and drove there. The lady working at the donation desk kept all the jewelry to herself, especially the handmade rings and silver cuff, the Trinity Knot necklace, and a heavy handmade silver cuff with a large turquoise in the center. She couldn't believe why I would be giving them away. I told her that although they made me happy once, they no longer brought me happiness. I also said that I'm glad that she likes them because all that silver has now found a new home. Once I gave away these items, I felt free. Because sometimes in life, we hang on to things for too long.
Note: I'm one of those people who folds things neatly before giving them away. If you're like me, this can be a bit frustrating, because when you give them to a charity, they will undo all of the clothes, and toss them into a bin. Yet, I continue to neatly fold the giveaways because that's my way of showing respect to them, and to the receiver, even if they will never know how much I cared about them at one point in time.
