I’m doing a bit of digital cleaning today, and I came across some old txts from my sister.
I don’t have many txts saved, I’m pretty good about cleaning them up, but these ones.. we’ll I’m not sure I’m ready to delete them.
They are about my mom, when she was dying.
I have no idea why, but I’m not ready to remove them.
In one I say I talked to her and had a decent coverstation, in another, I say she’s like the “old” mom before the anti-depressants.
Maybe I want the reminder that for a small bit of time, my mom wasn’t mean. Maybe I want the reminder of what will happen if I don’t take care of myself.
I have the txt I sent to my cousin telling him my mom was dead. I was driving at the time, on the way to her house.
I’m sure there is something a doc would tell me.. why I feel the need to hang on to a few txts.
I’m sure I’ll delete them in time. I just wanted to share. Maybe someone out there has felt the same way. I guess that’s the reason I have this blog, to show all the weirdness that goes on inside my head, so someone else out there as weird as me won’t feel so alone.
I have a friend who saves her dad’s last voicemail. It’s been a few years. I have some photos of people who aren’t in my life anymore, that I keep thinking I ‘should’ get rid of, but I don’t want to.
There’s nothing wrong with keeping a few sentimental things. Especially if you’re still working through the feelings that go with them.
You would be someone I would like instantly…..
Keep it up!
My parents are total horaders too. I think everyone has a tendency to accumulate stuff, but I always feel so much lighter and cleaner the more minimalist I get. I think my parents’ tendency to hoard comes from growing up in a life where they didn’t have much at all, and saving something because you might need it someday had a great deal of sense. Not so much anymore, now that things come far too easily, but the habit is harder to lose than the things.