life possessions.

it just hit me today that i have made the decision to move away from home.  completely away for a long period of time.  i don’t have much with me either.  there used to be a time when that would stress me out.  i always needed to be surrounded by things.  but in recent months i have come to learn to live with less not a lot of fuss.  the only possession i wish i had from back home are my photos, journals, books and memory boxes – the little things that me and mold my history.  still frames of the love and laughter that have filled my life.  so yes, take away the materialistic mess, throw them away even, but my keepsakes, those is wish i could pack up and take me wherever i go.  but i take care knowing that they are safely waiting for me when i eventually make my way back home.

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