Wanting to relocate back to Center City for the past 12+ months, I have been in a sporadic mindset of preparing for the “move”. Boxes have started to litter my closets in anticipation of the impending change, a temporary inconvenience I can live with; keeping my eye on the ultimate goal. With this infrequent task fitting between business travel and desire, I have spent snippets of time cleaning out drawers, closets, cabinets – filling many trash bags ultimately retiring at the curb or Goodwill.
Purging is good for the soul. It allows one, at least for me, the chance to breathe a sigh of relief; a sense of accomplishment knowing that unused, worn, and unneeded stuff has been removed from my surroundings. Less is more. I’m finding as I get older I yearn for simplifying my life: purging the unwanted, removing unnecessary anxiety, acquiring only must-have possessions and ultimately, relocating to Center City. I find no need to harbor “things” that serve no purpose; keep it simple is my new mantra. Purge. Purge. Purge.
My ongoing purging process has also provided free entertainment; I have enjoyed many laughs, smiles and moments of reflection. Sifting through photos, cards, and random postcards and notes, I am able to relive captured moments of time; my memories. Luckily for me, my most treasured keepsakes are maintained and archived for future viewing pleasure, but my purging exercise has revealed I have more work to complete! Enjoy my purging prize (a scrapbook layout of my almost-adult goddaughter, Lauren) and no, it will not find its way to the curb!
Purging is good for the soul. It allows one, at least for me, the chance to breathe a sigh of relief; a sense of accomplishment knowing that unused, worn, and unneeded stuff has been removed from my surroundings. Less is more. I’m finding as I get older I yearn for simplifying my life: purging the unwanted, removing unnecessary anxiety, acquiring only must-have possessions and ultimately, relocating to Center City. I find no need to harbor “things” that serve no purpose; keep it simple is my new mantra. Purge. Purge. Purge.
My ongoing purging process has also provided free entertainment; I have enjoyed many laughs, smiles and moments of reflection. Sifting through photos, cards, and random postcards and notes, I am able to relive captured moments of time; my memories. Luckily for me, my most treasured keepsakes are maintained and archived for future viewing pleasure, but my purging exercise has revealed I have more work to complete! Enjoy my purging prize (a scrapbook layout of my almost-adult goddaughter, Lauren) and no, it will not find its way to the curb!
This was a snapshot that I captured the morning of my goddaughter's first birthday. (For those who know Lauren, yes - she's 17 now; I don't scrapbook chronologically!!)
Journaling Reads: Your beautiful face brings me joy each and every day. May 1993.
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