Saturday, August 9, 2008

it's not mine...

i've been thinking a lot about my 'stuff'. ya know, the things you've collected over the years. some 'stuff' is important because of the memories attached to it. other 'stuff' is important for it's function in my life or significance. whatever the reason, there is some 'stuff' that's just hard to let go.

i was thinkin' this mornin' as i made the bed (yeah mom, i really did make the bed this mornin'). Ya see, we're living in this wonderful house provided by Skyline. Not only is it furnished, it's also the best decorated abode we've lived in as a family. Well, as i was makin' the bed, i was impressed with the lovely comforter. It's just adorable. I like it lots. But i had a unexpected thought, that we'd have to leave it behind. We can't move it with us. That thought didn't hurt; it wasn't going to be hard to let go of it.

so of course, on thought lead to another... why can i let that go, but i'm having such a hard time letting go of 'stuff' packed in boxes that i'm not even using? ? ?

simply... it's not mine.

the things in this house are not mine. i can easily let them go. but i've claimed the 'stuff' in my boxes. to let that go, i've got to realize, that they're not mine either. i'm just able to use them for a while...

simply... it's not mine.

1 comment:

Karla ~ Ainsley's Mom said...

I have been thinking about this a LOT lately, too...but in reference to Ainsley. She will be starting Kindergarten in a few weeks and I am starting to realize how fast she is growing up. She is only "mine" for such a short time.