The Gratitude Of and From Giving
Tangible or intangible, giving powers positivity.
About every 6 months or so, my wife and I purge our space.
I come from a long line of pack rats. Not hoarders, nobody lives in piles of utterly useless junk. Pack rats. Both sides of my immediate family — my mom and stepdad and my dad and stepmom — have a lot of stuff.
Some, of course, is useful stuff. Other stuff, however, is either sentimental, valuable but not useful, or a showcase of affluence. I write this with no judgment, simply a statement of fact.
Given these examples, I have a lot of stuff. Some is useful or at least semi-useful. Clothes, books, art, camping gear, and other stuff. There’s also a lot of stuff that’s not so useful. Tchoztkes, boxes of classic Star Wars and other sci-fi toys, medieval garb worn only once a year, and random items I’ve held onto for sentimental reasons — or, more often, because I’ve forgotten I have them.
When my wife and I go through our stuff to perform a purge, we gather everything together and create a decent-sized pile of bags, boxes, and larger items. However, rather than throw these things out, we donate them.
There are charities and so-called charities we will not give anything to. I’m looking at you, Goodwill and the Salvation Army…
