While getting rid of some of the spam comments on my blog this past week, I realized that lots of comments are getting hung up in the system somehow. I noticed comments I had never received, nor responded to, which had been posted on my blog that I was completely unaware of.
These were not spam comments, but thoughtful comments left by kind people and I never even thought to check each post to see the comments, because the comments are supposed to show up in my email. Yet another thing about blogging that makes me sigh.
Although I don't respond to each and every comment that comes my way, I hate thinking that I've missed some and never would have known about them had I not gotten rid of spam, which seems to be well equipped at getting through. So to those of you who I've missed, please know that it wasn't intentional, it was simply absentmindedness on my part!
We have been plugging along with the massive garage clean up...yup it was that messy that it's taken this long to remedy, and it's still not perfect, but much closer to perfection than it has been in 7 years...and that makes me very happy!
The time consuming part is that we couldn't just throw stuff out en masse, but we had to open each box and container to see what treasures they held, then decide if they were still "our" treasures, or if we should turn them into someone else's treasures.
It's funny how something can seem so important to you at one point in your life, yet just a few years later you are ready to part with it because it no longer holds the same meaning for you that it once did. I guess as we transition through life our priorities change right along with our tastes and sentimentality.
What we found was that we were way more sentimental about our children's books, games, and toys than they were. When I asked our daughter if she wanted us to keep her Go Go The Walking Pup dog...a must have one Christmas when she was little as it had a leash and could walk on its own thanks to the magic of batteries...she responded with a text that read "I have no idea what Go Go The Walking Pup even is, so yes donate it!"
We got a similar reaction from our son regarding his childhood toys, except that he went online to see if they were worth anything first...ahhh to be young and in the phase where a few bucks supersedes the "remember when" factor...but his sentimental transition will come, one day.
When you get rid of those items it can be both freeing and a bit daunting. And what is meaningful differs from person to person. As we stood dripping with sweat in the garage sorting through childhood memories, I could see that what brought back memories of our children when they were young for Mr. Tide was often different than what I found difficult to let go of.
In the end, we were able to let go of the stuff and focus on the here and now, and the gift that we are able to make new memories, with the bonus of having a clean garage!
I can hardly believe that it is July already, back during our long winter it seemed like such a distant time, this wonderful season of summer which I love so much. Like the toys our children once loved, the seasons are fleeting and we need to focus on the present and not long for the past or wish for the future.