Posted by: StephanieRN
As the time comes closer to moving out of our apartment and onto the base then eventually onto the ship my things (my lovely, wonderful possessions) find new homes. Today my dining table and chairs got packed onto a truck and hauled away. It was bitter sweet. I probably won’t miss my table per-say, but the girl that I am attaches memories to my things. But then again, because our belonging are gone we have much more flexibility in order to live on a ship and live out our dreams. Oh man, if I get this emotional over my table I imagine I will be a mess when I have to see my amazing collection of shoes step into new feet.
Let me know how this reduction of stuff goes. I ponder how letting go of things would effect my life again. I wonder how life would be living back in a closet sized room now that I’ve had the opportunity to have a few items to warm up to.