My basement is one big pile today. We’re getting ready for a garage sale with friends this weekend, and using the opportunity to really clear things out. Not only baby toys, but toddler toys too. (Our toddler doesn’t need two sit-and-spins, two rocking chairs…the list goes on.)
And you can guess what the toddler is doing right now as I write this: playing in the basement.
All of the toys he hasn’t looked at for a year seem oh so exciting now that they’re in the garage sale pile.
I can relate. It’s hard to let go of the stuff of life, even when I know I don’t need it. I don’t tend to hold onto things as much as I do emotions. It’s hard to let go of those, even when they hurt me and the people around me. Anger, grudges, even sadness sometimes feel like a warm security blanket. But I know that in order to make room for emotions like joy and contentment, I need to let go of some of the other stuff.
And like the big pile of stuff sitting in my basement, I know I won’t miss it when it’s gone.