So here I am- all week long- purging, purging, purging- sending stuff to Goodwill, dropping things off at people’s houses, throwing things away- working deep inside closets and bookshelves and my neighbor has a yard sale.
My kids come home with – I swear- 4 trash bags FILLED with stuff.
I wanted to say GET THAT CRAP OUT OF MY HOUSE
But I didn’t. it was so sweet to see them giving each other presents, playing so sweetly together, enjoying their new stuff. My 9 yr old got my husband and I a set of matching coffee cups. We have plenty of coffee cups, but she was so excited to be able to give. I’m sure some of the things I’ve given people this week might have been “crap” to them, but it sure felt nice to give it. I need to be more mindful of things like this, I think, and feel gratitude for the love behind the gift, even if it is crap. I should have learned this lesson many years ago. I can’t wait to have a cup of coffee tomorrow, in the goofy bunny rabbit mug that’s destined to be a reminder of “the thought that counts.”
