Now that I have your attention!
I like to say "Yes, you are kinda a big dill" to me. We are on this journey of life together. And I ask you; did you need to hear that today? When life/ work/ family/ situations get us down, we often need to hear:
You are most welcome!
Probably not words my therapist would offer, but you get the pickle. (Sidebar: I am NOT a therapist, so please do not take my ramblings as any kind of official help.)
I was asked recently what I am reading. Here is a book you might not have thought of to add to your library, but I do suggest it. The Gentle Art of Death Cleaning. I know it sounds morbid, but it is actually quite freeing. I choose what happens to my shit after I'm gone and I do not leave this awful burden to my loved ones. Because, well, I LOVE them!
I know my parents and grandparents, etc loved. But they were also packrats (I might have blogged about this before. I haven't read through my past blogs either!). I know for a fact they would have given up their lives for us. But when it comes to parting with precious treasures, doodads, knickknacks, tchotchkes? I heard "you give my stuff away, I'll come back to haunt you!" I think my grandmother started it as a joke, but the more she said it, I really believe SHE believed it and my brother definitely believed her.
They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree so I see a tirade of threats to my family when I'm senile and loving my things to the point that I threaten to appear on an episode of "Get my Ghost Mama out of my house!"
There is also a sense of letting go. As a Christian woman, I believe in the afterlife. I know I cannot take my stuff with me and so my question today is: what do I need to let go of so I am living my best "life everlasting" right now.
For now, I'm keeping my "big dill" coffee mug. And that's that!
Keep being your Big Dill self, too.
Mugs and Kisses,
Strawberry
