I try to visit my Grandparents every couple of weeks. I usually have coffee or tea with my Grandma but lately we have become addicted to lattes. Chai, vanilla, chocolate, mocha…Grandma has them all.
Usually when I go to a friend’s or family member’s house, we like to show each other any new purchases. New piece of clothing, new art piece, new shampoo, new techy device…really anything. My family lives very modestly, they seem to detest shopping, especially for big-ticket items. And I’m usually quite observant when I’m in people’s homes. I like to take in my surroundings and just look around. So I go to sit down on my Grandparent’s couch with my vanilla latte and cookies. A while later, my Grandpa joins us and points out this new picture on the wall that he was pretty excited about finding. I however did not notice it until he pointed it out. I have a look at it and start to smile, and then laugh. They are probably wondering what the heck is so funny, I mean the picture is of a barn and a field, not that amusing. I’m laughing because it is the very picture that was at my house for as long as I can remember. My Mom thought it best to part with it and drop it off at our local thrift shop, which I go to regularly. And each time, that picture was still there. Until recently, apparently it found a new home at Grandma and Grandpa’s. We got quite the laugh out of it!
A couple of times a year, us humans get the urge to clean out the closet and get rid of things that we no longer use, wear or even like anymore. Only to make room for more “things”. Everyone does it, and it feels really freeing to do so yet some things are difficult to part with. Why do we buy stuff and things? For example, right now I have a couple of bags of stuff waiting at the door to go to a new home.
I love my room and everything in it, it’s my sanctuary and I am surrounded by things that remind me of…well me. Who I am. However, some I simply like because they are pretty or cute. Others have no sentimental value whatsoever. We buy things for many reasons…we may actually need a new t.v, we may be bored, we may be hungry, going through a break up or simply make a purchase on impulse. But what do all these reasons have in common? Buying things makes us feel better. We work 40 hours or more each week to buy this “stuff”. It may not help our bank accounts, but we feel better, albeit for a short time, then we do it again, and again. Until we have a garage full of unnecessary fluff.
As I mentioned, my family lives within their means, yet we still have stuff we need to part with. We all do. So that one picture that was at my house and is now on my Grandparent’s wall, triggered a few thoughts. One big thought actually. I really think we should make a point of collecting memories and moments with people that we love spending time with. Collect moments, not things, and see how we feel.
I also want to leave with a funny story from coffee with Grandma. I was telling her about blogging. What it is and what kinds are out there. I mentioned food, photography, crafting, fashion and knitting blogs. She responds with “passion and kissing blogs?? What is this world coming to?”. I guess I need to learn to speak more clearly.
This is a fun little tune about getting back to your roots.