Tuesday, May 7, 2019
Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech
I went to our safe deposit box yesterday to get some baby rings out for the new grandson. I'm slowly giving away all my valuable jewelry, given to me by my mother, aunt or my husband's grandmother, so that they can have something historical in the family. I also found my mother's charm bracelet, which I remember so well, and am giving it to my daughter-in-law. I like the idea of doing this myself now, so that no choices will need to be made after I'm gone. I'd like to downsize in the next few years, to do the same with the furniture and paintings and mementos I have. It's the decade to be giving away, and generally, as I age, I part easily with books and clothes and such. The majority of what I have they won't want, any more than I desired my parents' valuables. I immediately gave my mother's fur coats away, took no furniture, and just selected things to remember them by, and allowed my kids to pick out things as well. I needed to see signs of them for the first year after they died, but gradually most of it has been given to the kids or packed away. I'm sentimental, but I don't really need any triggers to jog my memories. They are safe in my heart.
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