My mother loves to keep everything, and when I say every thing, it is literally everything; clothes or dress that already too small or out of season, unused shoes, a grand old tv set, old hand bags, a set of ceramic vases, numerous plates and glass in various shapes and sizes, all miscellaneous stuff.
She has an immense collection of stuff and she always kept those stuff for special events.
I do not want to be a collector of myriad stuff. I want my life full of colorful stories… Love stories that is.. and laughter from all my favorite humans.
Cheers, may we all can be true with ourself,