Sentimental Soul

Yes, I have started throwing things out and now, it's official. My living area is now a war zone! I will receive no visitors probably for the next one week or so as I intend to clear my store room, my bed room, well, practically ALL areas! I'm gonna go through and clear my wardrobe too. So, make that 1 month! Ha ha ha ... Then I will move on to my mini makeover for the house. I think removing some major clutter will already be a mini makeover in itself!

Actually, how did all that clutter come about? I have always been keeping certain things for some sentimental reason or another. Do you know that I still have a birthday card from Mrs Pitt, wishing me A Very Happy 8th Birthday? Gosh, the card is older than some of you! Time really flies, I still remember when I was a toddler, going out with the family. It was just little trips here and there but they were major outings to me then. Really big deal! Ah, it's easy to make a toddler happy! I loved going out and we would normally be taking photographs, I still have them in my possession, black and white ones.

Someone said that I looked like Godzilla, posing just before I turn around and destroy the Parliment Building.

So, actually, keeping all these memories since then, one can surely understand how my sentimental "clutter" grew. I will still be keeping them but it's time for me to let some go. For these, I will always remember them in my heart. I don't suppose all of you will understand, maybe a few. Looking at such things, I'm immediately transported back to those days. It's a wonderful feeling but then I came across another card just now and I started crying. It was a card that had brought me much happiness when I got it back then but I cried as that happiness is no longer around. I dried my tears after a minute and told myself ... there are still other things to be really thankful for and to be happy about. I smiled to myself, and my life goes on.

In order to have great happiness you have to have great pain and unhappiness - otherwise how would you know when you're happy?
~ Leslie Caron