Leaving Sadness Behind

A Tough Time

There comes a point in our life

We are faced with difficult choices

Over the years we have collected and saved

Everything under the sun

Thinking that one day it would all come together

Unfortunately it doesn't happen for many

The total opposite is true

We might be taken early from this life

Someone else is left with the burden

Of cleaning out all your stuff

Maybe they will take time to sort and go through each and every thing

Seeing what has value and what is junk

The fine line between trash or treasure

More often than not

Even the best intentions end up on thin ice

Each day squeezing in time

Taking away from doing something else

Leaving each day tired and exhausted

You end up losing your mind

Thinking why am I doing this ?

The real question is how long can I keep doing this ?

When is enough enough

I experienced this process with my mother's belongings

Now again I watch my cousins struggle

With my uncles things

You want to give the good stuff a new home

Hopefully they will carry out a new vision

Using the things for their rightful use

Antifreeze to oil

Tools to nails

So many practical reasons to save the things in the beginning

Then things got out of control

Once it was about saving money

Now it cost you money to get rid of them as well

Thanks

In the middle of it all

How do we do what's right ?

Then who cares ?

Our loved one who we really love and miss

Is gone

Nothing we say or do is going to bring them back

So do all the things in the world

Just mask the pain

As we live our life

Dealing with our emotions to the highest power

We will get through this

I thought of a way

Writing about it so passionately

Can only mean one thing

As I lift one object and put it in one pile

Then lift another and place it down

Hello sunshine

You have come to lift my spirits and lighten my mind

Life can be crazy

Life can be incredible

A little bit of both mixed together

Like the old paint cans stacked high in the corner

Once needed and put to good use

Now old and past their prime

What do I do with ten saved tires ?

Recycle them

Get rid of them

Making room for something beautiful and new

I change my mind instead

I come here with coffee black with two sugars

To enjoy your company and you mine

Now that's the secret

Of having one great life

Loving the old memories of the people we hold close to our heart

Making new memories with family that is alive and here today

A good way to blend the old and the new

Where we take up no room and don't have to clean years from now

We can enjoy having a few good laughs

Then remember the happiest times

For they can never be misplaced or lost

Only loved and cherished

More than ever

By spending time together










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Jodah 12 months ago from Queensland Australia

Great words Dream On. My wife and I have accumulated too much stuff, a lot of it from my parents when they died that held fond memories and we just couldn't bear to part with, but lots more since. We keep saying we need to downsize and get rid of "stuff"..sometimes we do but it gets replaced by more. It is really the people you love who are important, not the possessions.


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DREAM ON 12 months ago Author

Judah I find if it's furniture I have no room for I use it for awhile take a picture of it in my home then gift it away. I also take pictures of momentous and scan paperwork and pictures and give those away. I can look at the items and the pictures at anytime taking up no room and they have hopefully found a new home to someone who liked them more than me. For me it's a whole process of years of love and emotion wrapped in objects and people. Our minds are filled with all kinds of emotions tied to all kinds of memories and feelings. Our memories are sacred they helped mold us into the person we are today. I don't believe in just throwing things away. Enjoy what we have and love but keeping our home clean and clutter free. I use to have a spare room to store things I liked but no room for. Then we could change up our home and use the other things and put away the things we were using. Like a temporary redecorating. The funny thing changing things around is a lot of work. You get tired of that quickly.the good thing is you make the decision to let go in your own time when ever that may be. I hoped I helped and let me no of any ideas you have. Thanks for reading and sharing.


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MsDora 12 months ago from The Caribbean

"Someone else is left with the burden Of cleaning out all your stuff." I'm so conscious of this that I keep throwing out. One of my friends found 100 rolls of toilet paper in her mother's apartment; thank God she could use them. However, present togetherness beats all the stuff that only brings back memories. Good message!


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DREAM ON 12 months ago Author

MsDora Seeing other people understand the same situation and the depth. Makes me want to clean too.Thank you for reading and sharing. Have a wonderful night.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 12 months ago from Riga, Latvia

Ah, yes so many memories and I have two roomfuls so it will soon be time to get motivated and sort through everything.


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DREAM ON 12 months ago Author

Gypsy Rose Lee I love memories. It's tough when the memories come attached to so many things then I have a hard time separating what is what. Good luck in your own journey. Thank you for reading and sharing. Have a beautiful Sunday.


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annart 12 months ago from SW England

We have a load of stuff too but I clear a few out now and then. My most treasured things are photos my Dad took and they bring tears but most often smiles as I remember the fun I had with my parents. Sad times haunt us sometimes but then I know that my loved ones now gone would want me to revel in the sunshine and he here and now.

Great poem; great philosophy.

Sorry I haven't been to visit for a while - hectic!

Ann


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DREAM ON 12 months ago Author

Annart I never got a chance to tell you and now is a good time. You continue to comment and add advice and hints of kindness through all your words. I smile and smile more. Many times I get no response to my poems which is o.k. My writings aren't perfect and have many flaws. I hope my passion and desire lead you to think. I am not sure what I am going to say ten minutes before I write. I just begin writing and my story/poem takes shape I like to call a stoem. All I know is sometimes it takes an hour or two. I rewrite many rough drafts. I have over a thousand stories I never finish. I miss the mood or lack of time. So they get put on hold. I like to think one step closer to the trash pile. One day I will finish what I started. Then new ideas take over. I like to think my thoughts are constantly being recycled and my best is yet to come. I don't know how to explain it. It is so nice to see a friend on HubPages enjoy and comment on any of my stories. When for years my own family could careless. They told me on numerous occasions where not interested. They never ask to hear any more stories and the ones I have read they show lack of interest and as much enthusiasm as watching the news. So I found my home here and the people who care. I know how hard it is to make time to read and to comment. Thank you for all your support. May your day be bright and beautiful.


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annart 12 months ago from SW England

You're welcome. I like the way you write as your thoughts develop, or so it seems. Poetry has no rules really, at least not these days, so you can do what you like. A thought process is just as good as anything else, to project your ideas and feelings and I enjoy listening to yours!

Hope your week is great too.

Ann


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DREAM ON 12 months ago Author

annart I am so glad you got my comment. In this crazy world things have a way of disappearing. I will keep trying to fascinate, amaze and delight. I feel my greatest satisfaction when I have written something and I hit publish. It's like all my hard work is finally complete. Then I have to wait and see if anyone sees me jumping up and down. Read this please. I wrote this myself. It's funny and has a pick me up at the end. Nobody sees me yet. My arms are tired. I am hungry and have to stop for lunch. I will be back soon after this time with a bigger sign and balloons. Want to brighten your day. Give my writing a read. I will be pleased. Hopefully you walk away with a chuckle. Thank you so much.

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