Finding Treasures Whilst Decluttering

When we moved into this house 10 years ago it was empty and spotless and everything was clean and white even though there was nothing personal on the walls yet, it was clean and had the beautiful echo of a fresh start. Now it seems like the walls are about to burst with stuff and my life has become an unorganized mess of kids toys and clutter. It’s a blessing, don’t get me wrong! But holy hannah montanna, let’s get this stuff under control!

I’m busy though and I really would rather throw it in a closet and forget about it. So, Angie, if you want this done but you’re too busy, does that mean it’s not really near the top of your priorities? And why not?

It’s just too out of control and it’s intimidating, that’s all. Little by little in between “I’m hungry” and “I have to pee” and “I’m bored” (and then there’s the kid’s complaints as well lol) As I was going through a bunch of my old papers of stories and poems and all sorts of writing today I came across many fond memories. One of the hundreds of old poems shoved in amongst random papers was the one that follows:

Life is a journey
of sweetness and sorrow,
Of yesterday's memories
and hopes for tomorrow,
Of pathways we choose
and detours we face
With patience and humor,
courage and grace,
Of joys that we've shared
and of people we've met
Who have touched us in ways
we will never forget.

I thought it was strange how it showed itself today of all days when I’ve been thinking of those special friendships lost and hard lessons learned. Seems that I was meant to do this so I could find encouragement in my past struggles and losses.

I hope everyone has had a great week so far. The weekend is near!

-Ang