I am happy to introduce to you my friend, blog sponsor and mama extraordinaire KC Pagano from Little Homestead in the Desert.
KC has become a dear friend over the last few months and I am so pleased to have her guest posting here today.
Thanks KC!
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During my recent visit back to my childhood home, I found several boxes I had packed away when I moved out. These boxes contained pictures, letters, journals and various paraphernalia from high school. I had taped them up so carefully and written in permanent marker that they were not to be thrown out! I sit here now ten years later thinking: I should throw all this out! I've read through the journals filled with teenage angst and think, if I could just tell myself that none of it will matter ten years down the road. The funniest part is that the me I read about in those journals is not the me I remember. The me I remember was so much more interesting than the boy-focused me in those journals.
I've come to the conclusion though, that stuff is just stuff. These boxes are filled with huge emotional baggage; baggage that I have long forgotten about. So I threw them all out! The only thing I kept were some pictures of my grandfather, who has passed on. But all the graduation stuff and movie ticket stubs, receipts and napkins from themed restaurants; all gone. Getting rid of things I didn't even remember I had put aside felt so good.
Having taken care of the past makes me want to move on to the present and get rid of things that may be bogging me down now, because after all, stuff is just stuff. And stuff takes up precious space and creates clutter. With clutter comes chaos and with chaos come stress. Our insistence on holding on to objects we don't use comes from a desire to see ourselves as something we thought we were (or think we should be), not what we are now. So now (hopefully) I can throw out clutter without the blink of an eye. Well, maybe a little blinking because it is covered in dust!