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Thanks to my friend, Della Ratcliffe, for this wonderful image and inspiration.  Today in her own blog she writes of Mindfulness.  I need to mind what she says, and as I know it is also a lack in many other’s lives, I share the link to her blog below.

I particularly relate to what Della says here:

… Perhaps it’s because being mindful and staying present can be somewhat of a challenge for me at times, and I’m assuming that I am not alone in that aspect. When out of balance or not present to the moment, I can get caught up in my monkey mind, with endless to-do lists, overthinking and “what if” conversations that serve to pull me even further out of the present moment. When I recognize that state, I breath deeply and slowly and bring myself back to the present.

 

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Read the rest of Della’s thoughts here:   MoonDayMusings: Six Nails for Mindfulness.  And don’t forget to search her site for other cool and insightful musings.

Between 65 And Death

What an excellent list of goals to consider.  It’s true:  at this stage and time of our lives, it’s time to pay attention to ourselves.  As we look ahead, realistically, we may have 20 really good years before old age truly sets in and hampers us from doing even basic things.

I look at my mother and see how limited she is–the way I may be in only 24 years–and I realize I’d better get a move on.  Enough working; enough doing for others.  It’s time for me.  Time to let my creativity shine, before it’s too late.  Yep,   2020 is my year.  It’s now or never.

Between 65 and Death

Many of us are between 65 and death . An old friend sent me this excellent list for aging , and , I have to agree it’s good advice to follow … particularly the item 19 .

01 – It’s time to use the money you saved up . Use it and enjoy it . Don’t just keep it for those who may have no notion of the sacrifices you made to get it . Remember there is nothing more dangerous than a son or daughter-in-law with big ideas for your hard-earned capital . Warning : This is also a bad time for investments , even if it seems wonderful or fool-proof . They only bring problems and worries . This is a time for you to enjoy some peace and quiet .

02 – Stop worrying about the financial situation of your children and grandchildren , and don’t feel bad spending your money on yourself . You’ve taken care of them for many years , and you’ve taught them what you could . You gave them an education , food , shelter and support . The responsibility is now theirs to earn their own money .

03 – Keep a healthy life , without great physical effort . Do moderate exercise ( like walking every day ) , eat well and get your sleep . It’s easy to become sick , and it gets harder to remain healthy . That is why you need to keep yourself in good shape and be aware of your medical and physical needs . Keep in touch with your doctor , do tests even when you’re feeling well . Stay informed .

04 – Always buy the best , most beautiful items for your significant other . The key goal is to enjoy your money with your partner . One day one of you will miss the other , and the money will not provide any comfort then , enjoy it together .

05 – Don’t stress over the little things . You’ve already overcome so much in your life . You have good memories and bad ones , but the important thing is the present . Don’t let the past drag you down and don’t let the future frighten you . Feel good in the now . Small issues will soon be forgotten .

06 – Regardless of age , always keep love alive . Love your partner , love life , love your family , love your neighbor and remember : A man is not old as long as he has intelligence and affection .

07 – Be proud , both inside and out . Don’t stop going to your hair salon or barber , do your nails , go to the dermatologist and the dentist , keep your perfumes and creams well stocked . When you are well-maintained on the outside , it seeps in , making you feel proud and strong .

08 – Don’t lose sight of fashion trends for your age , but keep your own sense of style . There’s nothing worse than an older person trying to wear the current fashion among youngsters . You’ve developed your own sense of what looks good on you – keep it and be proud of it . It’s part of who you are .

09 – Always stay up-to-date . Read newspapers , watch the news . Go online and read what people are saying . Make sure you have an active email account and try to use some of those social networks . You’ll be surprised what old friends you’ll meet . Keeping in touch with what is going on and with the people you know is important at any age .

10 – Respect the younger generation and their opinions . They may not have the same ideals as you , but they are the future , and will take the world in their direction . Give advice , not criticism , and try to remind them that yesterday’s wisdom still applies today .

11 – Never use the phrase In my time . Your time is now . As long as you’re alive , you are part of this time . You may have been younger , but you are still you now , having fun and enjoying life .

12 – Some people embrace their golden years , while others become bitter and surly . Life is too short to waste your days on the latter . Spend your time with positive , cheerful people , it’ll rub off on you and your days will seem that much better . Spending your time with bitter people will make you older and harder to be around .

13 – Do not surrender to the temptation of living with your children or grandchildren ( if you have a financial choice , that is ) . Sure , being surrounded by family sounds great , but we all need our privacy . They need theirs and you need yours . If you’ve lost your partner ( our deepest condolences ) , then find a person to move in with you and help out . Even then , do so only if you feel you really need the help or do not want to live alone .

14 – Don’t abandon your hobbies . If you don’t have any , make new ones . You can travel , hike , cook , read , dance . You can adopt a cat or a dog , grow a garden , play cards , checkers , chess , dominoes , golf . You can paint , volunteer or just collect certain items . Find something you like and spend some real time having fun with it .

15 – Even if you don’t feel like it , try to accept invitations . Baptisms , graduations , birthdays , weddings , conferences . Try to go . Get out of the house , meet people you haven’t seen in a while , experience something new ( or something old ) . But don’t get upset when you’re not invited . Some events are limited by resources , and not everyone can be hosted . The important thing is to leave the house from time to time . Go to museums , go walk through a field . Get out there .

16 – Be a conversationalist . Talk less and listen more . Some people go on and on about the past , not caring if their listeners are really interested . That’s a great way of reducing their desire to speak with you . Listen first and answer questions , but don’t go off into long stories unless asked to . Speak in courteous tones and try not to complain or criticize too much unless you really need to . Try to accept situations as they are . Everyone is going through the same things , and people have a low tolerance for hearing complaints . Always find some good things to say as well .

17 – Pain and discomfort go hand in hand with getting older . Try not to dwell on them but accept them as a part of the cycle of life we’re all going through . Try to minimize them in your mind . They are not who you are , they are something that life added to you . If they become your entire focus , you lose sight of the person you used to be .

18 – If you’ve been offended by someone – forgive them . If you’ve offended someone – apologize . Don’t drag around resentment with you . It only serves to make you sad and bitter . It doesn’t matter who was right . Someone once said : Holding a grudge is like taking poison and expecting the other person to die . Don’t take that poison . Forgive , forget and move on with your life .

19 – If you have a strong belief , savor it . But don’t waste your time trying to convince others . They will make their own choices no matter what you tell them , and it will only bring you frustration . Live your faith and set an example . Live true to your beliefs and let that memory sway them .

20 – Laugh A Lot . Laugh at everything . Remember , you are one of the lucky ones . You managed to have a life , a long one . Many never get to this age , never get to experience a full life . But you did . So what’s not to laugh about ? Find the humor in your situation .

21 – Take no notice of what others say about you and even less notice of what they might be thinking . They’ll do it anyway , and you should have pride in yourself and what you’ve achieved . Let them talk and don’t worry . They have no idea about your history , your memories and the life you’ve lived so far . There’s still much to be written , so get busy writing and don’t waste time thinking about what others might think . Now is the time to be at rest , at peace and as happy as you can be !

And , Remember : Life is too short to drink bad wine ! ! ! Or , in my case , bad Arnold Palmer .

Steve Korker 2017/05/31

http://.millercountyliberal.com/news/2017-05-31/Opinion/Excellent_list_for_aging.html

via Between 65 And Death

The When I Die file.  What a concept.

“… a ‘When I Die’ file …  may be the single most important thing you do before you depart. It may sound morbid, but creating a findable file, binder, cloud-based drive, or even shoebox where you store estate documents and meaningful personal effects will save your loved ones incalculable time, money, and suffering. Plus, there’s a lot of imagination you can bring to bear that will give your When I Die file a deeper purpose than a list of account numbers. One woman told us she wants to leave her eulogy for husband in the file, so she can pay homage to him even if she goes first.”

The point of all this is to make a difficult thing like dying or loving someone who is dying less difficult. In that sense, creating a When I Die file is an act of love.

Read the entire article here.


Adapted from

A Beginner’s Guide to the End: Practical Advice for Living Life and Facing Death Hardcover – Jul 16 2019

Find it at Amazon.ca

 


Article By Shoshana Berger and BJ Miller

August 1, 2019
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Berger is the co-author with BJ Miller of A Beginner’s Guide to the End: Practical Advice for Living Life and Facing Death. She is the editorial director of the global design firm IDEO and formerly the cofounder and editor-in-chief of ReadyMade magazine. She has written for The New York Times, Wired, Popular Science, SPIN, and Marie Claire.
Miller, MD, is an assistant clinical professor of medicine at the University of California, San Francisco where he practices and teaches palliative medicine.

Reading my very positive and optimistic posts of summer, I regret to say that happy state of affairs didn’t last long.  I was forced to bring more of Mum’s remaining boxes into my apartment, and before I knew it, things got worse instead of better.  I did get through three giant bins of mail and paperwork, almost all of which was sent to the shredder because it was so outdated.  I’m glad I sorted the cards and letters individually, however, as I found money, letters from my mum’s long-dead cousin with family history I’d never heard, plus some extra wedding photos of my mum and dad, plus recent photos of Daddy I’d never seen.  It’s lucky I didn’t chuck everything in the to-go boxes or I’d have missed these gems, although arguably I wouldn’t have known the difference.  Still, I’m happy to have these memories even though I’ve no one to pass them on to.

Yet there remains a never-dwindling heap of stuff.  Every time I open a box, I end up with more piles of things-to-be-sorted.  Nearly every time I start, I get interrupted in my efforts and somehow don’t get back to where I was, so the piles grow and multiply and then sit there for weeks.  If my apartment was to be filmed right now this very second, it would fit right in as a star subject for one of the hoarding shows.  Sigh.

Life isn’t meant to be this way.  Life isn’t meant to be a constant challenge of going through someone else’s flotsam and jetsam that they don’t even remember, much less care about.  A part of me truly resents having to do this, for it’s stealing away my time, my minutes, my days.  My space.  And I know if I were to drop dead tonight, someone would come in with a backhoe and boxes and simply heave everything into the nearest dumpster.  Dumpster[S].  Finis.  Finito.  The end.

One thing I have come to realize is that I’m so busy working at doing stuff for other people that I don’t focus on myself and leave enough time for me.  The hours in my day are few because my health is very poor at the moment, and I’m needing an inordinate amount of sleep; thus, I don’t have as many hours in my day as the average person has.

And thus I have decided to give myself an early Christmas present that will last forever.  I’m taking the next two weeks off.  Apart from visiting my mother in the care home, I’m restricting my so-called “obligations” and cancelling anything that isn’t either (1) fun–after all, it is Christmas; and (2) entirely about me–it is Christmas, after all.  Call it selfishness if you like, but I’m through with being so unselfish that I’m not getting through my own stuff.  Literally.  I just have to make my place livable again, make it MY home, one that I can enjoy and be happy in.  First, I’ll finish going through Mum’s stuff [the first week], then I’ll start on my own [likely after Boxing Day].  I have far too many unneeded belongings, and it’s time to move them on out.  I know I’ve said this before, but this time I mean it because it’s beyond reasonable at this point.  Too bad it’s not garage sale time, but oh, well.

So I’m calling on all the decluttering angels I’ve read or met:  Peter Walsh, Courtney Carver [she also has MS], Joshua Becker, Marie Kondo, Santa Claus [actually, now that I think about it, he’s more of a clutterer-upper!], and asking for their tidy spirits to help me get through this next while so that I can start the new year off with a clean slate–and a tidy, un-cluttered home, sweet home.  I’ll need to remember that Peter says it’s not about the stuff, using some of Marie’s life-changing magic to simplify like Joshua so I can Be More With Less with Courtney.

Be more with less means: Be more you. Give yourself all the space, time and love to remember who you are. Living with less clutter, busyness, stress and simplifying your life will help you make the room to do what you need to do. Simplifying my life gave me the space, time, and love to be more me, and the following practices led me back.

– Courtney Carver

Here’s how I hope to do it, mostly.  The KonMari Method is Marie Kondo’s minimalism-inspired approach to tackling stuff category-by-category rather than room-by-room. There are six basic rules to get started:

  1. Commit yourself to tidying up.
  2. Imagine your ideal lifestyle.
  3. Finish discarding first. Before getting rid of items, sincerely thank each item for serving its purpose.
  4. Tidy by category, not location.
  5. Follow the right order.
  6. Ask yourself it it sparks joy.

And five categories to tackle:

  1. Clothes
  2. Books
  3. Papers
  4. Komono (a.k.a. Miscellaneous Items)
  5. Sentimental Items

I’ve just done No. 1:  Commit myself.  I’m constantly imagining, as recommended in No. 2.  Tomorrow I’ll start on No. 3.  No. 4 has to be by location, not category, because I’ve no option but to continue opening boxes and relegating so as to make room to move about.  And I don’t ask about sparking joy, because the majority of the stuff is sentimental and therefore it does.  This is where I prefer Peter’s method:  Do I love it?  Do I need it?  Is it useful?  Can it easily be replaced?  What is my vision for the life I’d like to live? What does that life look like?  What does my home look like in that life?  Does this item move me closer to the life I want to be living?

Regarding Marie’s five categories, I’ve already made great inroads into unloading clothes and papers and books, but the stickler is always No. 5, the sentimental items.  That’s where Peter Walsh comes in.

Peter Walsh says: When dealing with clutter it’s almost never about ‘the stuff’. The clutter represents something else going on in people’s lives – trauma, fear, disappointment, lost dreams, unfulfilled expectations, anger, poor communication …. the list goes on and one. For this reason, if you focus on the clutter you will never declutter or get organized.

Anyway, here I go!  Please wish me luck!

What I have:

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What I want, sort of:

photo of green leaf potted plants on window and stand

Photo by Daria Shevtsova on Pexels.com

What it will bring:

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Photo by luizclas on Pexels.com

 

Doing it NOW

“Don’t wait until you are old and tired to simplify your life. The Swedish art of death cleaning is not consigned to the elderly.

We can declutter and embrace minimalism at any age. Doing so will unburden you, allow more time for loved ones, and create an abundance of memories to cherish for a lifetime.”

from Death Cleaning – by John P. Weiss

John P. Weiss is a fine artist, writer, and retired police chief.
He blogs at JohnPWeiss.com about living a more artful life.

 

Since I got my living room back to rights again–and have maintained it–I’m very pleased with myself.  I’m more settled, I’m more focussed, I’m less bone-weary and heart-tired.  Yet I wish I had more time to sort out more of my own stuff, and unload it.  I’ve promised myself that I’ll do more come September, as it’s time to enjoy some space now.  I’m learning to be in the present–most days, anyhow.

The garage sales haven’t properly happened yet and I haven’t divested myself of every box.  The first sale was cancelled because of heavy downpours.   The second one was held at a hall where I’d been promised heavy traffic; however, visitors were far fewer than expected.  Still, some things went to good homes.  I have a plan for a couple of other sales before the end of the month.

Frankly, some of me just doesn’t care.  The remaining boxes can sit in my garage for now.

I realize that I’m going through a period of care giving, but of a different kind:  caregiving of ME.  I’m sleeping better because I can close my closet doors.  I’m happier when I walk through my front door because I’m not faced with boxes lining the hallway, so I feel more welcome in my own home.  (Imagine that.)  And I’m learning to cook again and eat better.  That’s because (1) there’s room on my kitchen counters to sort, wash, and chop veggies, and (2) I have more interest in doing so since there’s more time to sit and enjoy a good meal, even by myself.

There’s still a long way to go.  I’d like to write more.  I’d like to do more art. I’d like to focus more on my mediumship and doing private readings.  After all, there’s room for someone to sit down without having to wend their way past a pile of boxes to find a chair that’s heaped with things that needs moving somewhere else before they can settle in.  How novel.  I’d forgotten how nice it is to be able to invite someone in and not be apologizing for the mess.  Sure, they may understand, but still …

Anyway, it’s one day at a time.  I’m okay with this, now that I’m not buried alive and so overwhelmed with the never-diminishing, crushing heaps of stuff.   One day I’ll get to mine and do some more decluttering.  For now, I’m okay as I find my direction once again.  At least the way is clearer now, and I’m not falling over the flotsam and jetsam of someone else’s life.  Sigh.  And I’m definitely finding more joy in everything.

 

 

Wonder of wonders!  I finally, finally, finally, got through sorting the last of the big boxes and figuring out that I don’t need most of what’s in them.  As a result of doing this, time consuming though it has been, I finally, finally, finally have a living room again. And a bedroom.  And a hallway.  And counter space in the kitchen.

It’s taken me well over a year, with forcing myself to be very focussed all this past month.  But it was just as Ruth Hill explained in the previous post, it was important for me to go through each box, looking at each item, touching and holding it and making sure it was all right to let it go.  Saying goodbye.  (Or good riddance, in a few cases.)  😉

But it was daunting and demoralizing.  Nothing was easy.  I slogged away, alone and unsupported.  Fed up and frustrated.  Tired and overwhelmed.  Nothing I read or heard helped me, though I devoured several books by various authors on the topic.  I realized quite some time ago that this Marie Kondo method of clearing out wasn’t working for me.  Asking, “Does it spark joy?” is not, for me, very helpful.  Too many of the items spark joy.  Too many of them invoke memories.  Too many of them spark happiness at least, if not joy.  All of them have a story.  And it’s the story that is the kicker, the tie, the obstacle to letting go.  That’s because I possess mostly what Peter Walsh calls “memory clutter”.  More accurately, I think, is that it possesses me.

For those of you who have large families, for those who have moved frequently, or who have a load of children and grandchildren to pass things on to—assuming they don’t get broken during family visits—none of this will make sense.  For you, it’s much more likely to be an ‘easy come, easy go’ process, where you have no trouble in deciding what to trash, what to donate, what to gift, what to keep.  Lucky for you, since you are spared the pain of parting.

Recently I had a most interesting and edifying conversation with another woman about clearing out the residue of a parent’s lifetime and how difficult it can be to let go of items that meant so much, items that comprised the every-day meaningfulness of a life well lived.  It was this woman who agreed that KonMari-ing doesn’t work for everyone—most especially me, apparently—and who suggested that maybe I ought to be asking a different question.

It was an “Aha!” moment, for I recognized that this is absolutely, totally true.  This is why Peter Walsh is best for me.  He’s the one who originally said it’s never about the stuff.  His clearing-out questions are more helpful and easier to apply to just about every single object in my house.  For example, Do I love this?  Do I need this?  Can I easily replace this?  How many do I need?  Does this fit into my lifestyle?  What sort of life do I want to be living?  What sort of space do I want to live in?  What do I want my life and my home to look like?

“If you focus on the stuff, you will never ever get organized,” states Walsh, author of the bestselling It’s All Too Much: An Easy Plan for Living a Richer Life with Less Stuff.  “The starting point has to be, ‘What is the vision you have for the life you want?,'” he says. “Then you’re in a position to ask, ‘What do I need for this space?'”

Martha Beck has three questions.  (1) Do I truly need it?; (2) Do I truly adore it?; and, (3) Would I trade inner peace for this?  Again, these are more effective than the single question of sparking joy.  Sorry, Marie.

In Soulful Simplicity (a fabulous book I’ve read twice and dipped into several time more), Courtney Carver tell us that if it doesn’t bring value to our life, let it go.

Either way, Walsh or Beck or Carver, I became aware I had to redefine my space, redefine my life.  The things that had belonged to my mother, that were important to her life, that were important to me while I was growing up, were mostly who I used to be.

Once I figured out and accepted that I’m weighed down, depressed, unmotivated, unable to move or think because of Mum’s stuff and that none of it fits into where I want to go and where I want to be, it became easier.  This is not to say that it happened in a matter of days, nor have I divested myself of every little what-not utterly and completely.  Oh, no.  After all, it’s taken me months to get this far.  There’s more to do yet–soon I can start on sorting my own cupboards and drawers and ridding myself of even more unnecessaries.  And then I can go back to the beginning and begin again.  This is one thing I’ve learned already:  that each time I went through a box or piles that I’d previously sorted, I found more things I didn’t need.

But there’s time.  Now that I can walk though the door without falling over boxes, now I can see my carpet—vacuum it, even—and revel in the fact that not every surface is covered in a myriad of articles and that boxes no longer line the hallways and perimeters of my rooms, I can again take pleasure in my surroundings.  Space there is, and peace will come.  The energy is different, freer.  I smudged away the negativity and cleared the air and the cobwebs in my mind.  Yes, I am nearly home.

Here are some links I love:

They’ve helped me; perhaps they’ll help you.  Good luck.

And the photos below show how it was after I brought in Mum’s stuff to what it is now.

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As I continue to be totally bogged down by the extra Mum-stuff in my home, I find myself sometimes totally paralyzed and unable to face it.  It’s a never-shrinking pile, littering nearly every surface in my home, narrowing the hallway with boxes that are never emptied, covering the couch unless I shift something out of the way so I can sit down for a quick meal in front of a TV show.  My busy life is uber-busy, crammed with too many projects that somehow never get completed because yet another new situation comes along and broadsides me.  I spend an inordinate amount of time putting out other people’s fires, so that when I do have a couple of hours that could be for me, I want only to sleep.  It’s a total aloneness and it’s not fun being here.
When I came across writer Ruth Hill’s comments, my heart felt an immediate kinship to her; then, as we wrote back and forth, I found that for once someone truly, totally understood, and knowing this made my situation just a teeny bit more bearable.  I particularly love her statement, “But my burden was not just the boxes, my burden was doing right by the deceased and respecting their lives.”  Exactly.

The exchange here is used with permission.  Thank you, Ruth Hill.

In the past few years, due to deaths in the family, and moving for work, I have had to clean out a 5-bedroom home, a 3-bedroom home, and another 5 bedroom home. I ended up with everything at my house to sort and distribute. Then I got very sick, mostly from overwork, and the clutter just sat there. So far I have had two surgeries, and have two surgeries to go. Last year I was down to the remaining 50 boxes to sort. I am pleased to say I got up the gumption to get down to my last 10 boxes. We are back to minimizing possessions. I am getting my life back after hitting rock bottom.


Julia M. Schoennagel Congratulations, Ruth Hill, and thanks for your inspiration. Hearing your story makes me feel better about having boxes of Mum’s stuff around for the last year or so, overwhelming my own home. I got through quite a bit of it, but then got stuck. Some days I can’t begin to think about it. Some days I pretend it’s not there ‘cos I can’t face it, but then every so often I am able to stir my stumps and make some decent inroads. A garage sale at a friend’s this coming weekend is major motivation.
Ruth Hill I know, Julia M. Schoennagel! I would just look at the mess, feel guilty, and walk past it all. So many days I did not feel like doing anything at all. It was hard to find the right spirit to force myself to do it. What I hated most was no help, no company, no empathy or encouragement. Just alone.
Julia M. Schoennagel Ruth Hill Exactly. And it really frosts my cookies when people say, “You have too much stuff” (tell me something I don’t know) and talk about the clutter as if I have a disease and it’s all my fault for my place being this way. They can’t understand that it’s not clutter, really–it’s the detritus of my mother’s life. I don’t even talk about it anymore to most folks ‘cos they don’t get it. And certainly they’re no help. 😦 Actually, now that I think about it, the best progress I made was a few months ago when a friend visited from out of town. She dedicated one whole day of her holiday to helping me; the moral support was fabulous.
Julia M. Schoennagel Ruth Hill I don’t even think I feel guilty anymore–just apathetic. But I can’t wait to get my life back.
Ruth Hill Julia M. Schoennagel I felt responsible to go through every box. My husband wanted to put it all in the trash to speed things up and relieve my burden. But my burden was not just the boxes, my burden was doing right by the deceased and respecting their lives. For my mother in law, I created one legacy chest of her everyday possessions. I feel strength from that. I also made a legacy box of my daughter’s things to give to my granddaughter. Lastly, I downsized my own lifelong accumulations by half. Next time I move, it will be easier. I got through it. I don’t know how. I don’t know where the motivation came from. I am in awe that I have even survived. I was very sick. Now I am starting to feel better, but I still have a way to go to get back to normal. fb helps me. Even people I have never met, communicating on fb helps me.
Julia M. Schoennagel Ruth Hill Absolutely how I feel. These are things that my mother used every day, that were important parts, even necessary, to her life. You state it brilliantly about doing right by her and the respect; I hadn’t thought of it in quite those terms, but it makes perfect sense to me. I have a giant box in my bedroom that I’m filling with things I can’t decide about: her watches, a couple of scarves I remember her wearing but that I probably never will, and so on. Things that I can’t part with or can’t make a decision about, so I’m deferring this to another time when I’ll be better able to. I also have made a box of photos and letters from family. I’ve several small boxes packed up for the garage sale on Saturday, and after that I’ll work again at downsizing my own self some more. It will be easier, I tell myself, and sometimes I truly believe it. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
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