How easy it is for us to ask others to do something that is
difficult if not impossible for us to do ourselves. I'm in the process of
trying to clear out some of the accumulated clutter of the past nineteen years.
Prior to moving to Emporia, we moved at least every three or four years
if not more often. Anyone who has ever moved knows how easy it is to
throw away or sell things when you are facing the overwhelming task of packing;
out it goes, into the trash, into a box to deliver to "Goodwill" or
into the front yard for a garage sale. Suddenly, the pain of giving up is
not nearly as painful as that of having to pack and move everything.
But, oh how difficult it is to sort things out when there is no
pressing emergency. What to throw away and what to keep? The
decision is easier in the business world than it is in our personal
lives. One can access the AICPA's (American Institute of Certified Public Accountants) 21-page
document which describes the prescribed process and requirements for record
retention in American business today. When I was working, I had one rule
for throwing out any business documents which did not fit the legal
requirement. I asked myself one question, if I needed this in the
future, would I know where to find it? If not, out it went. You
would be surprised how many documents fit that criteria.
That is only talking about business documents which are very
factual and come with no emotional attachment.
It is even more difficult to determine what records and mementoes to
keep for our personal lives. Not only do we have governmental and legal
requirements to deal with, but we have memories which are much more difficult
to put a price on.
Digging through the accumulation makes me think of my mother who
died in 2014. As her remaining years wound down, she moved first from her
large suburban home in Kansas City to a smaller house next door to us here in
Emporia. Her next move was to an apartment in Presbyterian Manor and
finally, she moved into a single room in the assisted living wing.
How hard it must have been for her to let go of a lifetime of memories; how
difficult to watch your life's possessions shrivel down to the point where
everything could be kept in a single dresser and night stand.
Like most of her peers, experiencing prosperity after the great
depression meant moving up into a better neighborhood and bigger house whenever
possible. The bigger house meant there was more room for possessions, so
my mother acquired more and kept more. While she had the ability to take care
of everything, there was no reason to throw stuff out. Of course,
separating oneself from one's possessions doesn't happen overnight. In
my mother's case, it began when she was in her mid-eighties. When it
became obvious that she could no longer stay in the home she had known for
twenty some years, downsizing had to begin.
Paring down her possessions for her first move from her home in
Kansas City with a full basement and attic to her much smaller home here in
Emporia, was a daunting task. We spent weeks going through closets and
cabinets, clearing out items that had been forgotten for years. In the end,
after an enormous garage sale and donating almost a full truck load to the Salvation
Army, we still had to call 800-Got-Junk to haul the remnants away.
When I think of all the possessions that we accumulate throughout
our lives, I can't help but think about all the emotional and mental baggage that
often loads us down. In addition to physical objects, we also hold on to
grudges, hurt, bad habits and harmful relationships. I’m guessing most of us could stand a good
internal house cleaning. The problem
with holding on to our past is that it clutters up our mind and in a lot of
cases, unless we take a real deep hard look at ourselves, we don’t realize that
those issues are there. Nevertheless, our
unresolved issues are occupying space in our minds and in many cases preventing
us from moving on.
Just as I’m finding, while cleaning things out, a lot of the
things that we hold on to are nothing but trash; junk that is long past it’s
usefulness. My motivation to keep
sorting through nineteen years of accumulation is that the more I sort through,
the more I can envision how liberated and free I will be when I get rid of all this
unnecessary stuff that I have been holding onto. Letting go of our emotional or mental clutter
can be liberating as well.