This weekend has been exhausting, but somewhat theraputic on several different levels. Sifting through memories and purging all the things we don't use anymore is refreshing. At the same time, I find myself hesitant to let go of those memories.
You say "it's just shoes!"
No, they're not just shoes. Those are the shoes they wore "when"... you know? So, for a mommy... they're not just shoes or it's not just a dress. There are endless memories in those items. So, while in the midst of this consignment chaos I find myself drifting off to what once was and longing for some of it back. I keep saying "I remember when"...
Lord help me to live in the moment on a daily basis and not take my time with my babies for granted. I don't want to be sifting memories with regrets.