In a year where I want to get rid of some things cluttering my life, I only have two boxes of stuff I don’t use from the kitchen. It’s a start, and I guess I will go through each room in the house. I want to remove what isn’t serving me anymore and leave room to receive the things I want. That isn’t always store-bought items either. What I’m going through though is. Almost everything has a memory attached to what was happening, the person who gave it to me, or when I bought it. Not all these memories are good or even useful, no matter how well-intended.
Did I mean to collect teacups? No, I did not, but I couldn’t bear to let them be given away either from relative’s houses. So, here they sit. I intended to collect books, and I doubt I will get rid of any until forced to when I downsize someday. Record albums over many generations will stay untouched for now. My rock collection will remain along with my angels. Do I need ten wind chimes in my front window? Probably not. That’s negotiable, but the real problem is being an only child for two generations. I feel like the family keeper. There are some things I can pass down to my children, but the rest…
Editing a book is a very similar process. It’s hard to let any of it go, but it will make for a better story. So, I guess that is where I am in my life, the editing process. Time to sell, give away or dispose of things I can’t use anymore to improve my home and life, like I do with my books.
Here are a few of my favorite things where their value is priceless to me and they won’t be edited out of my life.
Top picture: Some of my dolphin collection. (D-L-FINN)
- A statue made by my father-in-law.
- Nightmare Before Christmas town.
- My tiny happily-ever-after crystal castle.
- My grandmother’s monkey. Yes, he’s wearing a tie now.
- A signed poster from Ann and Nancy Wilson of Heart.
- My Disney books from when I was little.
Final picture: Art from my three children that’s still proudly displayed.
Please check out my interview over on Heather Kindt blog:
Embrace your inner child, and soul, by enjoying what you have and passing on what you don’t need anymore. D. L. Finn