Ever notice how you hang on to the oddest things? Sometimes out of sheer laziness, other times as reminders of a moment. Time to de-clutter - well, even more. As though I'll ever be wearing those silver prom shoes again or the outfits I sewed. [I know some of you are saying, "she's only getting rid of one pair?!" while others are thinking, "HOLY! She sewed?!"] All of the t-shirts collected from the events I've volunteered for could clothe a village, and not a small village either. Quite a few years ago I put the special ones in my second hope chest. Now that's a novel creation - hope chest.
It makes me laugh that I have two hope chests - how apropos. My first one contained kitchen stuff amongst a few other things as I was collecting for the day I'd be on my own. That day came and I sat here with borrowed bean bags, tv, piano, bed and now an empty hope chest. But, I had a completely stocked kitchen. The next purchases were a dining room table and hutch, oh and finally a sofa. Place for the china came before that of the heiny.
Looking around here it's hard to remember the scarcity. Now I find myself giving more than collecting. Life is a circle.