of what I don't need,
but some things in life
must be squeezed onto
ever so tightly.
that holding onto "things" is not healthy
and I've actually gotten better
over the last few years...
enough so to even surprise myself.
I have boxes
of "things" that are packed
for a summer garage sale
I don't have
any bad or sad feelings
that my "things"
will go away, never to been seen again...
I have too many
bags and purses filling my closet...
probably over the amount that is considered healthy by some
but slowly, one by one
I'm letting these go, too.
What I do hold onto though
and find impossible to
let go of...
wonderful, sweet, filling, lively, eye opening
These I cherish...each and everyone of them...
the good, the bad, the right, the wrong
I hold onto all of them,
as they are mine
although my dreams and thoughts and ideas
the weight of them is
and they are something I'm willing
to carry with me
everyday of my life.