As you my have seen in yesterday's post, I had a garage sale last weekend.
I like purging.
It feels good.
Been thinking about how all the stuff in our life accumulates - how it all got here.
About how some of us feel comfortable with it surrounding us, like a warm blanket.
Others though, we don't like so much 'stuff'.
We feel trapped by it, oppressed by the weight of it all.
I have been both people.
I have surrounded myself with collectibles and held on to trinkets from the past.
I'm not there right now.
I'm the second person right now.
The one who finds possessions a bit oppressive.
I remember when this new person was born in me.
The one who slowly started letting go of all those things.
It was eight years ago.
Eight years ago we moved from our old house and began the long process of gutting and remodeling our current home. We slowly, but surely, got rid of mountains of stuff (think I still have about one purging left to go). We pared down, we found a simpler way of living - one that works for us.
I like it.
Do you know what happened 8 years ago that gave birth to this person I've become?
My only child graduated from high school and moved across the country to go to college.
Talk about a life lesson on learning to let go!
That's the biggest one of all.
And the hardest.
Stuff is easy to let go.