Over at Jolie NYC, I read a rather inspiring post about not leaving things for later. The author lost her mother not too long ago and is already dealing with the masses of things left behind by the recently departed. I, on the other hand, haven’t done that until a couple of weeks ago, where for the first time, I started putting away things that once belonged to my mother.
Her clothes, her tons of beautiful clothes, all stuffed in airless cupboards, never seeing the light of day until now. All of it, just a lifeless mass now that she’s no longer here to give it life.
And then I realised that I was just the same, amassing items for later use, in case of something. In case of what? What’s going to happen if tomorrow never comes? Are they going to be just regrets of a life not lived fully? I don’t want that. I don’t want to be the girl who could have been anymore. I’m going to be just who I want to be, when I want to be it. And it starts with a dress… and going for a drink.
March 4th, 2009 at 11:33 am
Moi je dis, tu revend toutes les belles affaires de maman et tu t’en paye des nouvelles, rien qu’à toi, rien que pour toi, à ton gout (et au gout du jour en plus!) c’est plus cool non?
Ya plus qu’à faire le tri… sans perdre de vue l’objectif final!
Bizous!