“Ones dream is constantly evolving, rising and falling and changing course.” -Conan Obrien
Change is good. Change is good. Change is good.
These are the words I hear ringing through out my ears as I organize my life into piles. There is the giving away pile , the sell pile, the business pile, the take to Africa pile, and then there is the pile of things that I keep. The pile of things I decide to pick up and carry on with me for the years to come. The pile of items that I just can’t let go of because they hold a special place in my heart and have a value only I can understand.
In this keep pile there are pictures upon pictures, photography coffee table books, a small pile of books I have yet to read, small trinkets from friends, greeting cards from loved ones and journals galore. I went into this project of organizing my life with a mindset of literally getting rid of everything I possibly could and as I open my drawers and take things off the shelf…I realized that is a lot harder than it seems. Twenty five years of memories is hard to even look through much less let go of.
The thing is…nothing in my keep pile has much monetary value. If I were to put insurance on this suit case and they asked me the collective value…I would have to say nothing, because I didn’t purchase these things….but I did create them and they do define me, which makes it worth more than anything else I have ever invested in.
How does one throw away their journal from their senior year in high school? Memories upon memories fill those pages and as much as I wish I could go back in time and slap myself when I revisit this journal, I also admire at how much I have grown.
How does one throw away their photography diploma? It’s plaqued and ready to be hung on a wall and while mine has always reserved a place under my bed, it’s also a memory of a experience I will never forget. In those 10 months I met my best friend, I learned how to live on my own, I explored the field of photography, I worked so hard and manifested dreams that at the time I thought were too big and looking back now am grateful for believing in myself in the first place.
How does one throw away their engagement ring and wedding pictures to a marriage that didn’t last very long but was such a monumental experience in their lives and has shaped them into who they are today?
How does one get rid of thank you cards and birthday cards and just thinking of you cards from their loved ones that express how much they are loved and cherished, reminding them of the beautiful people that have grown into their lives?
I don’t think one can…and that is why I am not. These memories make me who I am. They show me that life is full of so many changes and when there is change it means that God is up to something pretty awesome. I know this with full confidence as change isn’t new in my life…it happens quite often and is welcomed with open arms. So this suitcase will be waiting for me when I return home from my 6 month stay in Africa. It will follow me wherever I go…and it will wait for me if I have to leave it again but there is no way I can get rid of it. The best part is…it will grow and change and evolve. There will be items that simply do not belong in any pile but this one and it will gladly be added in.