Both my mom and dad were pack rats, and so was my mamaw. I am one too, and when they passed I inherited their stuff... When they died I am was not ready to purge anything they owned. I felt at that time I needed to keep it because it owned by them. Let's just say I have a lot of stuff.
This past week, Les and I started going through our stuff. I got rid of a lot. I am finally to the point that I can get rid of things that my mom, dad, and mamaw owned. I am mentally ready. I have gotten to the point, that their things will not keep them alive. It's my memories of them that will. Now, I am not getting rid of everything of theirs. If I have a memory of it with them, I am keeping it. But a lot of the stuff that I am getting rid of were things, that they either never used or just random stuff that I had decided to keep and really shouldn't have. Most of the stuff has been in boxed up for at least a year, with some of it being boxed up for over 5 years. It's not getting used, and some I don't remember it at all.
I kept all of the pictures, and if you know anything about my mom, she took pictures all the time. She had over 53 FULL photo albums and that's not including all the pictures that are loose and framed. I can never get rid of those.
A lot of the stuff I got rid of, was things that I had kept from high school and college. When I was in college, I had kept ads for things that I went to, and if I had no memory of it, I did not keep it.
Some things, I was forced to get rid of. Only because it had been damaged while being stored. You know I am not sad about that because I feel if I was meant to keep it then it wouldn't have been damaged.
This has been a work in progress, and I have worked really hard on this. I am still a work in progress.
--Rue.
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