Sunday, February 1, 2009

Postcards.











Junk.
I suppose the motto is 'one person's trash, another person's treasure'...that is it...isn't it?


I have been in the process of cleaning and simplifying my room/closet/life over the past week in hopes that I can rid extra stress and just shed the old, the extra that is not necessary...My closet is clean, organization has overwhelmed my room, the bed is made, and the four wheel piece of metal that I drive is full of boxes that are to venture the two hour trip home for later inspection. Yet, I still have so much that I just cannot seem to part with-Things that make me happy, items that hold memory-value, letters and cards of simple notes that mean so much, clothes that upon view will trigger a burst of laughter brought on by memories from the not so long ago...I have scrubbed down to the bare minimum and packed beyond the brim. For others, it might not be good enough, 'They are just things'-I don't care, and I mean that in the nicest way possible. I know that they are just 'things' which have but little importance. If my house burned tomorrow, I would be sad, but I would live. There are better things in life...There are things in life that you can rid which will bring peace and that will not be missed...however, there are also things that are more than just memories, more than a smile of remembrance. Things that hold more meaning and value than just 'treasure' or 'nostalgic junk'...I feel that in someway, it's almost a healthy sort of comfort to look and reminisce each day over certain things, physical or not...Those I will try my best to keep present in my life and not locked away in a piece of cardboard, at least not by me.
History, memories, the ability to learn from the past-so important.
The things in my life, I would hope that my children and family could someday rummage through and find it fascinating what our lives were like.
Again though...they're just things and I realize that-but this is just a hope.

Cleaning, '1.an act or instance of making clean: Give the house a good cleaning. 2.Slang. an overwhelming or complete defeat, financial loss, or failure: Our team took a cleaning in yesterday's game. 3.Informal. killing (def. 3).'

Though this is a straightforward definition, I found that there were better examples more suited for this ambiguous word:
'Free from dirt, stain, or impurities; unsoiled-free from addiction-Not infected-Producing relatively little radioactive fallout or contamination: a clean nuclear bomb-Not ornate or intricate-Sharply defined; clear-cut-Morally pure; virtuous: led a clean life-Having no marks of discredit or offense-Free from foreign matter-more efficient engine...'

This might be going out on a limb here...but I don't feel that we will ever be so clean and pure that we will 100% fit under this definition...but we sure can scrub, we sure can box away, we sure can organize, we sure can free up space for better things, and we sure can find the truly important things in our lives that mean more to us than anything-and never let them go. Those...those are the treasures.


2 comments:

Lyndsay Alexandra said...

I have kept every single card/letter/locker note/inspirational note that I have ever recieved. Its nice to be able to look back on a down day have those old notes to read if I need a pick me up. I save a lot of things as well, girl I totally understanding where your coming from because I do the exact same thing.

It's not idolizing or anything, its remembering and holding onto the little memories that can so easily be forgotten. loves you lots!

Tiffany said...

I really enjoyed that song! But sadly it was cut short because I pushed the post button forgetting that it would bring me to a new tab and stop the song that was playing.
I liked your pictures also. Junk is sometimes better than "non junk" if that makes since =)