Going, going…but wait…

Memories…and letting things go. Both kind of go hand-in-hand.

Think about it.

We have those boxes up in the attic, full of items we once used, might use again, or just refuse to part with because, you know, someone might want them? And there’s the underlying valuation of something vintage which just might come into the “highly collectible” arena so, better hold onto it!

I do have my days of standing back and taking a really hard look at “stuff”, deciding that its time has come to move out of my life and memories. Maybe pass things along to a family member who might enjoy having them or, more likely, curse me out for bestowing my misguided generosity on them.

Mostly, I’ve been putting off dealing with focusing on and categorizing items into things worth keeping or cutting emotional cords with objects whose time, and usefulness, has long passed.

For starters…

Christmas items. For me, the most difficult to let go because…okay, I’m passing on this one. For now.

Baby clothes. Each outfit, tiny pair of baby shoes, receiving blankets, Onesies…all bring back memories of when they were worn and what my children were like at that time. And wishing I could live that experience again. We all wish for “do overs”. Don’t deny it!

Kitchen goods. Oh please…copper molds, utensils, cake pans, Pyrex galore, glassware. Time to pack it up and send it out!

Books, school reports, toys. Difficult issue because most should be passed along but first, I’ll spend hours going over the memories behind each one.

Let’s face it, there is no easy way, no satisfactory solution with letting most things make an exit from our lives. The older we get, the more we grasp the memories represented by our belongings, our collections. And, I’ve written several times before on how I hope my family will hold onto much of what I leave behind.

Or curse my existence into eternity.

From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Write a blog post about something that makes you feel nostalgic. Tell us about something you have been putting off.