Mourning T-Shirts *sigh*
So I’ve officially been through all of my winter clothes. YAY! It’s amazing to me, how much “stuff” I’ve accumulated over the years.
I don’t have very many things that are hard for me to part with, but I have definitely found a few. Things like, a shadow box that my great-aunt (Who passed away from cancer few years ago) made me. It’s got things in it like: Favors from my mom’s baby shower before I was born, a bracelet I wore in the hospital, a figurine of Dumbo (I was a VERY big baby… lol) and other memorabilia that was a big part of my life. I hope my mom decides to keep this for me.
Then, I’ve found other things that I can’t take with me, but they mean a lot to me. It’s silly, but I have this shirt that was created at a FOCUS (Fellowship of Catholic University Students) highlighter party at Mount Saint Mary’s University. I was at this FOCUS party my freshman year of College, where you wore a light colored t-shirt and everyone received a sharpie, then you went and you drew or wrote on everyone’s shirt. It’s silly, but that shirt holds a lot of memories. I also have another T-shirt that I got at Mount St. Mary’s at the retreat, Mount 2000, my freshman year of Highschool. Again, everyone in my group signed it with either a saying from the weekend or a prayer. I don’t really wear these two shirts very much, but I see them in my drawer and I smile…
Reading back over this, it seems SO silly... and so, these shirts will sit on my dresser for a short period of time, I will mourn their loss, and I will move on. They’re only shirts.
A friend asked me after Mass yesterday, “Do you find that while you’re cleaning and organizing your belongings, are you finding that there’s some interior cleansing going on too?”
I reflected with this question as I continued my organizing and purging mission yesterday afternoon. I never thought about it until it was pointed out to me, but I am finding that by letting go of “things”. I’m slowly purging my interior of unnecessary clutter. By letting go of possessions I am freer. I don’t feel so tied down. It’s kind of cool….
So, once I get over those t-shirts I’ll be home free! ….. well, not really……. There’s so much left to do.
Prayers!
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