Letting Go

Iโ€™m having a life altering moment right now. Some of you may have read a few of my posts discussing a huge yard sale we are having this week. I only do 1 Sale a decade (๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคท๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ).

As Iโ€™ve gone through my house and purged things I havenโ€™t touched in 2 years, I came to my beloved library. I treasure books. I long for the places and the people that are crafted within the pages. But as I stood there I realized holding onto a book, or giving it up, wonโ€™t change these memories.

So, for what will be the second time in my life, I am intentionally choosing to LET GO. Yes, Iโ€™m shedding tears, but more because I sincerely hope the person that picks each book gets the same joy I did.

I kept my favorites. The books I talk about often and books that hold my dry tears, belly laughs, and transformational moments. They are a rare find in terms of who I am today and will always remain in my library, on the highest shelf, looking down on my family and reminding us all that an escape is simply a page turn away.