Click the pics of the grandkids, it puts a smile on their face... And I like to see them smile.
The day's march by one after another, so similar I can hardly tell the difference. The mornings are cool and clear, allowing me to start checking things on the truck so it will pass its emissions test. And fooling around in the Arctic Fox at half speed, trying to separate all the things that were once so important to me, into piles of things to keep, and things that go in the trash.
I find it difficult to get in the mood to get rid of things in the Arctic Fox because it represents starting another phase in my life of seemingly never-ending downsizing. It is especially difficult because everything in the Arctic Fox has undergone an initial downsizing when I moved into the Fox, and an on-going downsizing as I traveled in the Fox, leaving my ever-diminishing possessions in various dumpsters in the tiny towns I frequented.
And now, once again, I'm sorting through the detritus of my life, attempting to separate my often used possessions from the solely sentimental worldly goods that have no use to me but still tug at my heartstrings and beg to remain in my care till the end of time. There are many good things about being a full-timer, but getting rid of the things with sentimental value is the hardest thing of all.
I have learned through living a full-time life that you don't need much to live comfortably; I feel I have almost everything in the Lance and the truck right now that I need to live a semi normal, comfortable life. But comfort is not the only thing you need in life; most folks need a physical connection to their past, and that's what sentimental possessions represent.
Photographs from the past are the backbone of sentimental memories, but you also need more tangible assets. A scrap of paper your kindergartner drew on in school, a coffee cup your junior high school student made in a craft class. Your child's first shoes. All of these things are a connection to the past, and it's a connection most of us need
So how do I separate the things I need to live a semi normal, life of comfort from those things that serve no purpose except to connect me with the past? I don't know if there's an easy way to do it, if there is I haven't found it. But I do know this.... no matter how I do it, it's painful.