Bless Your Heart

You know, they say that 1 out of 1 of us will die. When I hear that, I think, "When I'm gone, someone will go through all of my stuff." It all stays behind, you know. So, If that were the case tomorrow, do I care that someone will open a drawer and say, "Bless her heart," when they see all of the saved notepads and address labels from St. Jude? Will they find drawers full of pretty cloth napkins and placemats that have never been used? Scented candles unburned? Plastic bags carefully folded and tucked away? Jars and jars and jars for days? And books; good heavens, the books.

 To be clear, my motivation for decluttering and having less stuff is not, "Someone will someday go through my stuff and what will they think of me?" but rather, "Am I enjoying all the things I have right now? Am I enjoying my family and friends in this moment right now?"

And also: "If I choose today to live with less, what might that free me up to do tomorrow?" Coming out from under the mental obligation of stuff that is waiting for "some day," frees me up to find something new to do, someone new to help, something new to read. And those new things give me something new to experience, someone new to enjoy, and a book to share (or return to the library for the next gal to borrow).

So, what's my Call To Action? Today, I'm going to fill a box with books (that I know good and well I won't read), remove some of that costume jewelry (that I know good and well I won't go looking for when I'm in a rush to get out the door), and toss a few more clothes into the donate bin (that I know good and well I won't wear even when I do lose those extra pounds).