I just couldn’t let go… Of anything. I thought I was suppose to keep it all, cherish it. Keep it for memories, but all it’s doing is making me mad and anxious. I don’t feel at peace enough to really rest when I’ve cleaned. There’s so much unnecessary stuff in this house and I’m just now realizing it.
For the past couple days, I’ve been watching videos about organization, and the last vid I watched talked about a book. I Finshed the book in one day and just reading it gives me peace of mind. I know what I need to do.
It’s a little scary, but I know it’s necessary. Why is it scary? My husband asked me the same thing. Because it was a comfort thing for me reminding me of my past… The problem is, what do I have reminding me of my future. If everything you have keeps you in the past, there is no way you can move forward. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter