House clearing today.
Seven people busying themselves boxing, bagging, sorting.
A new language emerged. People passing each other, muttering ‘keep, charity, dump?’. People holding items, asking for advice, ‘keep, charity, dump?’ People checking whether the black bag in the corner of the room, or at their feet, was ‘keep, charity, dump?’ Three piles in rooms. Three piles in the garage. Three piles by cars. Keep, charity, dump.
There are things in our lives which fit these criteria too. Parts of ourselves we should most definitely keep. Parts we could give to others, to bring something into their lives. Parts we could dispose of, no longer relevant or useful to us.
Keep, charity, dump.