.... is rather a "loaded" word, is it not?
Those of you who follow my blog or me on Facebook know that I have spent a lot of time over the last few weeks purging and organizing my home .... and my attic. I find that I get the urge to purge about 2 or 3 times a year, and when that urge hits .... I just go with it. Quickly. And I work like a mad man woman until the urge leaves.
Everything from inside the house and attic now sits in the garage. Well, everything but the trash, which I purged from the garage for 5 1/2 hours yesterday. Now the rest is ready for donating.
Although I found another closet today (which is now cleaned out and organized!) and some cabinets that still need to be hit.
As I thought about what to write about for this post the word "purging" came to mind. Of course it's been in my mind, and many FB updates, for a while now.
But I thought of it differently today.
I realized that every week I purge myself when I write my Wednesday post here.
And, like the purging of my home, the purging of my heart here is a good thing. It helps me.
And sometimes it helps others.
When I purge here I think I get rid of a lot of "junk" that's in my heart and then I have more room for some nicer things.
We all have a lot to purge, don't we?
I'm very glad that we have each other to purge on (that brings to mind a disgusting image, doesn't it? Sorry!).
But really, I can take your purging.
And I know that you can take mine.
Not everyone can, you know.
Most people are not in the same club we're in.
Lucky, lucky them.
I found that many people could take my purging in the early days. But that ability seems to wane after a couple of months or so .... at least for what seems to be the majority of the population.
It's ironic that as our friends' ability to take it fades, our need to purge grows.
In the beginning we're too shocked to know what to do, let alone how to react, what to say, what not to say ..... and who to say or not say it to.
But then we get a bit stronger, though we seem to feel weaker .... and worse. And we begin to purge. Hopefully we find someone upon whom we can purge. But young/youngish widowed people are difficult to find. And if we don't find one, we most likely will find ourselves purging upon the wrong person/people.
So again ..... I'm glad you're here.
I'm glad I'm here.
Well ..... not glad in the sense that we all have a reason to be here but ..... you know what I mean.
And that's exactly my point.