KATHRYN— I AM REAL DARNED CLOSE TO “A HOARDER”!!! 🙂 FOR YEARS & YEARS & YEARS I MADE A LIVING BY OWNING ANTIQUE & JUNK SHOPS!! AND I AM STILL A DARNED GOOD “PICKER”– I KNOW WHAT TO LOOK FOR A GARAGE SALES– FLEA MARKETS– JUNK SHOPS ETC-ETC-ETC– THAT CAN BE RESOLD & MAKE MONEY!!! — 🙂 BUT I NOT LONGER HAVE THOSE TYPE OF BUSINESSES!!! BUT IT IS DARNED HARD TO BREAK THE HABIT!!! 🙂 WHEN I RETIRED BECAUSE OF POOR HEALTH– WE SOLD AN 11,000 SQ FT WARE HOUSE FULL & MY ANTIQUE SHOPS & WE SIZED DOWN FROM A 3 STORY 5 BEDROOM HOME TO A SMALLER HOME AT THE LAKE!!! I HAVE ALWAYS COLLECTED– & RESOLD!!! IT HAS BEEN MY LIFE!!! FOR A LONG TIME IT KEPT FOOD ON THE TABLE & THE BILLS PAID!! YESTERDAY WE WERE IN A TORNADO WATCH HERE & THE WIND CAME UP REALLY STRONG & BLEW LIKE HECK– & LATER ON THE PORCH I FOUND A GRANITE PITCHER WITH FLOWERS I HAD ON THE PORCH HAD BLOWN DOWN ON A CERAMIC CAT I HAD MADE FOR MY MOTHER YEARS & YEARS & YEARS AGO–PROBABLY CLOSE TO 35 YEARS AGO OR LONGER– & THE CAT WAS IN PIECES– I HAD A GRIEVING TIME FOR THE STUPID CERAMIC CAT & TOOK A PICTURE OF THE BROKEN CAT— I KNOW “THINGS” ARE JUST “THINGS” ALSO—BUT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A GOOD HOUSE KEEPER & NEAT BUSINESS OWNER– & I GUESS THAT I MADE MY LIVING FOR YEARS BY TAKING CARE OF TREASURES & RESELLING THEM & MAKING A GOOD LIVING– IT IS HARD TO LET GO— GOD HAS ALWAYS PROVIDED– BUT GOD DIDN’T TELL ME TO SIT ON MY BUTT– ON THE SIDE LINES ALL THOSE YEARS EITHER– HE GAVE ME A GIFT FOR BEING A “PICKER” OR TRESSURES & I STILL APPRECIATE “THINGS” OR TREASURES!! (MY LAST BUSINESS WAS NAMED UNUSUALLY UNUSUAL TREASURES!!! ) 🙂 I STILL LOVE TREASURES!!!! 🙂
I have talked many times about the heartache of giving my things away, of standing idly by watching them being thrown in the garbage bin, and the grief that came along with it.
I have posted about having to choose my things or my health. I have told others that you have to choose between your health and your things. Yes they are just things! But we hold a certain attachment to things as human beings. They are reminders of our past; the good times and the bad times. They remind us of the special day we had shopping with our grandmothers and the beautiful doll or beads she bought us. There are rarely any photos of these things we hold dear to our hearts and souls.
I had the wonderful opportunity to meet via Skype a woman who found me through searching the words “Allergic to Life”. Somewhere in…
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