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THrowing away memories.
Going away did change me...
So 'how' is probably the question.
Today my mom and I started to clean up rooms.
The room I am 'sleeping' in has to become somehow my place for a while, so I stated that I wanted to change it.
I guess my mom loved to hear this for 2 main reasons: 1. she loves 'changing' the house -so much that her boyfriend is hiding all the colourtesters he found in the house- and 2. it would mean that I have to clean up -read throw away- a lot of stuff.
I might have surprised her today by my new capacity of throwing away.
While I was going over old clothes that are not worth the word cloths anymore, I went over each memory, and my mom seemed convinced that once more she would not be able to persuade me to throw it away. But after each memory, each smile or grin, I threw it away. Without any problem.
This capacity only came after 2 years of living with only the most necessary, living out of 2.5 suitcases and no real place of my own. It might be surprising how little one needs.
So I ended up with half of my closet, and a pile downstairs, ready to go to the clothing containers.
The room is almost empty.
Ready for some little changes, a frame, end soon it will be mine.
(I guess my mom would love me to clean up all the other boxes on the attic as well...)
Posted on July 29, 2004
in Living in Belgium
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yes, I do...
Posted by mom | August 3, 2004 11:27 AMand if you didn't notice: your room is empty, but our corridor became a storage room!
But I am a loving, patient and understanding mother.