I AM NOT FORSAKEN

I'VE BEEN BOXING UP THE FAUX GREENERY THAT I ALREADY HAD AND THE RECENTLY ACQUIRED for Christmas decorating.  Storing the greenery in nice plastic storage containers is part of being more organized and neater.  

I laid my children's childhood Christmas ornaments out on the sofa snapping some pics for the cloud and my memory.  Each child's ornaments are in a nice plastic shoe box with snap on lid. They will store nicely until the day comes that I give them their shoebox.  That day is coming as I DOWNSIZE the HOME.  I have to say good-bye to being so sentimental.

This is more difficult than I ever imagined, but I am successfully doing it at a very slow rate.  So slow it hurts.  

This may not sound like a big deal to many, but to me DOWNSIZING is a huge hurdle to jump.  I am improving at donating STUFF to charities so I am freed up of so much.  Each week I fill a large box full of items to DONATE.  The thought still haunts me that I could be selling this stuff and making some coffee money.

The thing is......my stuff that I can turn loose of isn't high dollar stuff.  Resale value on most of it would be a dollar here, a nickel there.  A quarter there and a penny here.  I might make more money standing at the Airport Hare Krishna styling in a saffron robe holding a can in my hands asking for pocket change.  

If I sold the stuff at a garage sale, I might make a couple hundred dollars and that would be it. Having the stash lying around taking up space and room isn't worth the hanging onto until a garage sale would take place.  I have done this before over and over and over again.  Not a healthy way to live.  

I will just count my loses and have a uplifting experience of not being responsible storing all this stuff that is hanging around taking up so much space.  I'd rather have order over chaos.  

The relief of turning loose over keeping it all until I can have a garage sale is healthier.  It is better to downsize getting rid of stuff and have peace of mind over being bogged down with so much clutter. 

Turning loose and saying to myself that someone else can be blessed with this elsewhere makes me a happier and healthier camper.

Watching HOARDERS made an impact on me.  I do not want to be a HOARDER and I was on my way.  In a lot of ways I was on my way to becoming a hoarder.  Not good.  I'm not putting these people down...they have their reasons for being the way they are.  Until they have their eyes opened as to why they hoard, they will not get better even with therapy.

2022.  This year is a year where I will continue to downsize, turn loose of stuff, get better organized, slim down in my body and take an interest in sewing a quilt, take up drawing again, continue writing a book, sew, eat healthier, decorate a COTTAGE for living in later and decorate our main house now.  Now to do this.

The Lord is good and good to me.  I thank the Lord for all the blessings.  His mercies are new every morning.  Every morning.  I do not have to fear that there will never be enough for me. There is and I am not forsook.  God knows the number of hairs on my head and HE calls me by my name.  I am not an orphan nor am I alone.  HE is constantly by me and loves me, guides and directs me.  What was meant for evil HE turns into good for me.  This is amazing grace.  

Amen and amen,
~d