Learning (or not) to purge
*ahem* Siri *ahem*
Things for them represent memories, experiences, and people. After my grandfather died, my dad found my sister's pink Beauty and the Beast backpack from when she was a toddler in the back of his closet that he had saved because it reminded him of her, maybe less of a Beauty and more of a Beast(ly) child. Siri, in turn, has is old air force military uniform as well as magazine clippings that he had forgotten our house, decades ago. I can't bring myself to throw out the scores of letters between myself and my cousin, dating back to almost 25 years ago. I've kept them, envelopes and all, in stacks and stacks of shoe boxes. I keep (and have kept) every greeting card that I receive from anyone ever.
So these are the things that matter. Maybe less so than the latest shoes or nail polish that I've bought. Or my ever-growing Amazon wishlist. But things can be important, can be nice, can be what keeps those experiences with us. It's okay to keep some things. And perhaps what we have to learn is not to focus on minimization but instead on maximization.