Posted by: vftmom247 | 2011/08/24

Sigh…we proceed…apace?

An update on the missionary plans…

We have had good news – it looks like we’ll be able to take the animals with us to not only Covecrest, but to Germany!  This is wonderful because I have doubts as to whether a house can be a home for me without a purring animal in it.  Cats are the most selfish, self-centered, disdainful animals, but at the same time, they can also tell when their human needs them – which is when they come up to be petted and purr in your ear.

I digress though.  Estate sale this weekend and next, still trying to find a temporary home for the Rubens and the German furniture.  Discouraging.

One strange thing, or at least a puzzlement.  Trying to figure out what things should go to Germany and which can be sold really force me to try to figure out what makes me me.  What is it about “Dirty Dancing” as opposed to “Shag” that makes me feel like I can’t bear to part with the one?  “Ferris Bueller” is an essential because it has the Cubs, the Art Institute of Chicago, and that beautiful skyline, “Breakfast Club” and “The Wall” are just themselves.  Books are the same..I can’t part with my favorite books because they have become a part of me.  Get rid of “Gift from the Sea”?  Can’t – Anne Lindbergh is too much of a touchstone. One Nora Roberts tells about a bookstore owner (for when I win the lottery), Narnia is a link to my past and my future.  Getting rid of Chaucer, Beowulf (Seamus  version), or Shakespeare approaches heresy.  For Chelsea, going through her toys and books is about the same.

She and I know that it’s not so much the possession we need as what the possession reminds us of about ourselves, the little identifier buried in the book or the CD.  There is a definite reason why “The Jolly Mon” will be next to the Buffett and the margarita mix  in whatever place we land in – that way mentally at least, I can be ‘strolling down the beach, or cruising down the broad Savannah’ with my Little Miss Magic.

Some people don’t seem to need these touchstones.  Why not?  Are their memories that good, or is it just that once lived through, the reminders of who you are at what point in your life just turn into excess baggage? Are they the richer for not needing the tangibility of things, or the poorer for not having anything to hold or listen to that reminds you of your sixteen year old self or of the wonderful time you had listening to that music with your future spouse?

Who knows?  It is just a puzzlement.  Maybe part of the time at Covecrest will answer that question.

 

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