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Monday, January 19, 2004

Till Death Do Us Part...

Without your stuff... you are nothing.  Your stuff is the only tangible proof you ever existed.  As you grow older, you collect more and more stuff.  Once in a while you will come across some poor, brave soul, actually having a garage sale in an attempt to get rid of some of their stuff.  People flock to them.  They want to see what kind of stuff some other person now finds themselves willing to part with.  Although most people fear death, most of us make sure we leave a Last Will and Testament to make sure that someone will take responsibility for our stuff once we're gone.  One way to tell how much a person was loved is to see how their family disposes of their stuff after the funeral.  How can the family bring themselves to sell it at a garage sale or just throw it all away?  The only thing that gives them the courage to make such a decision is the thought, "If we don't sell it, donate it to charity, or throw it out, then it will become part of OUR stuff!"   Thank God for comforting thoughts.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sentiment and stuff, been there and still have "stuff" tucked away in a back closet that were my parents but just can't part with the memories they give me. Lanny

Anonymous said...

I'm always hoping that part of their stuff was a Victorian era furniture collection that the survivors are willing to part with cheap.

Anonymous said...

My mother wanted to give me my father's prized possesion which was his watch when he died. I said, it belonged with one of my brothers but I asked for his sweater. For years, after he died, I'd put that sweater on for a hug. I kept it in plastic because I didn't want to wash his essence away......but of course, I had to wash it eventually.

Anonymous said...

The stuff we carry does say a lot about us, doesn't it? I don't worry about that. I have been giving my children a little of this and that, things I know they like, as years pass. I always tell them, stuff is nothing- what is inside of you is everything. Hopefully, when I am gone they will remember what I said. You think so? lol
Barbpinion

Anonymous said...

If it came to my loved ones, there would be some stuff I could get rid of and some stuff I simply couldn't. My mother's jewelry, my grandmother's antique desk, my father's artwork or instruments - things I could never, ever part with. It would be impossible to keep EVERYTHING, but I think belongings should be spread throughout the family and kept IN the family. Just my O. :)

Anonymous said...

** I've helped clean out an older couples home of stuff that had been collected over 60 years. What couldnt be sold or thrown out went to their condo. After their passing the condo stuff that couldnt be sold or thrown out is now sitting in the basement and garage of their daughter. Stuff just doesnt go away! BBeckyl/It'sJustLife

Anonymous said...

Great stuff here. You remind me of myself in a couple of instances here. For instance, the viewing thing: I have always said that dying is embarrassing and compare being put out for viewing as being asleep and having a hundred people closely examining your face. Wouldn't that embarrass you? I know it would me.
Congratulations on having your humorous journal at #1.

Anonymous said...

OUTSTANDING!!!! I really enjoied reading your story, I could relate to it and enjoied a good laugh. I wish the best for you. You will get what you want your heat is warm and caring, you projected your-self wonderfully.
Thanks for making my day.
Tony

Anonymous said...

I really enjoyed you wit and logic....it's not often that you find those two qualities in one person.

I would like to chat with you sometime....it's not often that I do this...I had a similar experience when I got devorced, looking back on it now I get a laugh at the things we fought over , and for the very reasons you've mentioned.

and before this goes any further, you can play with my stuff, but you can't have it.

Have fun
Ray