As I continue in my self-imposed task of de-cluttering my apartment, I am taken aback by the things that I have clung to that would only be useful to a family and not the singleton I am. So, it is only right that I should pass these goods someone who can make use of these items that have occupied space in my home. Let them enjoy them and find joy their usefulness to this anonymous family in need.
There is indeed a freedom in doing so. In shattering the bonds that have kept me tied to a vain ideal I have found a greater freedom than I could have imagined I could. I have faced the truth and it has set me free. I am comforted by the fact that some needy soul has been able to fill a gap that needed filing.
Oddly, as I continue de-cluttering, I find the voids created by this activity a source of wonder and ask myself why I didn’t do this earlier (?). There is such a liberation in doing this.
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