I have not forgotten my humble beginnings. I have not forgotten the bad stuff, and found my way out. I have not forgotten who I am. I am grateful beyond words.
I am looking forward to the new chapters in my life. The book is not finished.
Life is moving forward, but I feel like I am at a standstill until our home sells.
All those closets make for a lot of sorting, of what to sell, what to keep, what to throw away, and what to donate.
Sometimes we hold onto things just because it has some “meaning” that if we really think about it, is not in the object itself.
Do you ever have times when everything going on around you is just overwhelming? So much to do and so little time to do it?