Thankful for release

Yesterday I wrote about how thankful I am for all my little things. Well, did I get a lesson!

We went through a couple more boxes yesterday just to discover one box, a box of sentimentals, was irreparably damaged. The box and its contents just *poof* vanished from my life. Although I do feel a great deal of sadness, I felt that this was purposeful.

As I’m going through these transitions, I think this moment is reminding me that I can’t take very thing from the past with me. I am strong enough to let go and if I can’t let go, I’m strong enough to live through the mourning of what’s lost or left behind. Although the experience was unpleasant, I am thankful for the reminder that death is a part of life, and that I don’t have to be tied to *stuff* that in the end won’t matter. I carry the memories and experiences from my life wherever I go.

[from entry December 2020]