As you know from my, Ok Let’s Try This Again! post, I had a weekend purge planned. Although I literally pictured myself having garbage bags in hand and just shoving everything in site into them, it went a little differently. It is so funny how we can picture it happening, but then our dumb emotions turn on when it comes to actually doing it. I had been reading blogs all week. A lot came from becoming minimalist. This helped me get re-started. I don’t get any money or credit from the link, I just love what he has to say and it has kept me motivated. Back on track…I read all week long and had a grand plan. I really just wanted to rent a bulldozer, but that would be “running” from the situation I suppose.
First things first. I had planned to be home all weekend, but that didn’t exactly happen. I was determined to do something great either way. Plus, I had to come back and tell you guys what I had accomplished and hold myself accountable to you:) Most of the purging happened on Sunday. I won’t go into the detail of everything. I do want to share with you the hard parts.
If you read The Sentimental Things then you will understand that I knew I was going to have some issues. I have held on to so many things from my daughter. I was finally ready to at least give or throw away some of those things. I did not go in to the hope chest at all, but just some little things around the house and in the closet. This was a huge step for me. I talked to myself during the process. “These are not her. These are not the memories. These are just things. Things that collect dust.” Yes, they remind me of her, but did I really need all of these things to keep her in my memory? Absolutely not. In fact, I had an 11 X 14 picture of all three of my kids back then. I never liked how Caitlin looked in that photo. She was bloated up from steroids and very uncomfortable. I just kept beating myself up that I should have gotten the photo taken sooner before she got that bad. Was that bringing value to my life? We know the answer. So, I took out my iPhone and took a good picture of it, folded it and put it in the lavender scented kitchen trash bag…and moved on.
I thought to myself, “I’m doin this!” So, I went to my huge box of photos and got the kids together for a little fun. We sat in the middle of the living room. I took a handful of photos and set up two piles. One was for, “Why the hell did I think this was a good picture to take and why did I get doubles!” and the other pile for scanning and then tossing. I handed the ones that I would scan to my daughter, Megan (17). She quickly caught on to which ones I was tossing and really started to help out. My son, Ryan (6) just wanted to ask a ton of questions about each and every picture! I also found greeting cards, drawings and other random things in that box. This was not only a bonding time, but a real step in a wonderful, positive direction. If I had gotten nothing else done this weekend, this moment would have made it worth it.
By the way, that was the second trash pile. I was having so much fun that I almost forgot to take a picture!
I would love to hear about your struggles through minimalism. What was the toughest part or parts for you. This is a life changing event and although I know it will all be worth it, I also know that it isn’t easy. Have a wonderful Monday!