Saturday, August 14, 2010

Today is Blah...

My Dad and I

Okay, this will officially be a party pooper post. The yard sale is finally over. Yahoo!! But, I have to say that most people that came by were CHEAP! My prices were VERY low and they would want to go even lower. It was absolutely ridiculous. I'm not kidding. The rule of thumb that I've learned is to charge 10% of whatever you paid for the item. Well, I did that, plus reduced it some more and it still wasn't low enough for some. Anyway, although, yes I did want to make some money, a big reason for this sale was to de-clutter and simplify our lives. That was accomplished for sure! I got sunburned too...

Part Two of this Blah day: One year ago today, my Dad lost all hope and took his own life. What a traumatic experience. I will never forget that phone call and my utter disbelief as I asked as many identifying questions as I could to make sure they were talking about John Boswell, my Dad. This year has flown by. I feel like I was in a fog for most of it and can't believe my little Lincoln is over 1 year old now. It is amazing how a single event, and the aftermath that follows, can color your life for such a long period of time. My perspective of those who choose to leave this life has dramatically changed from what I used to think.

But, as I said in an earlier post: Come what may, and love it. Much was accomplished today and I feel loads of pounds lighter because of getting rid of so much stuff. And, I will choose to remember the good times when I think about my Dad. A special Thank You to those who said kind words today. Most people don't know what to say, but silence is usually worse, so thanks, again. Happy Saturday everyone!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Boo Hoo

There's nothing quite as humbling as going through all of your possessions, trying to decide what is truly essential, and then selling the rest in hopes of being able to make your house payment for the month. And my dear, sweet husband is selling his coin collection, too. It saddens me to my core. But, really, these material things don't matter one bit.

I'm grateful for the good man that I married; for my healthy, lively children; for the roof over our heads; for the food in our pantries; for the good friends I have; for all of my family; and especially for the knowledge that I have of WHY I'm here and WHAT my purpose in life is.