A stone I came across on my walk the other morning and such a good motto I had to share.
I sorted through three drawers in the bathroom the other day. I ended up with almost half a bag of rubbish! I am not sure why I was keeping things. I shall have to make sure to go through the drawers a little more often than I have been.
MIL and I were over at Jane's again today. It's definately a hoard. It's not easy to say. There was so much more to Jane than her hoarded house, but it's a lot to deal with. I've watched Hoarders on television and so many times the houses are dirty and the hoard is...well, icky. Jane's house isn't like that. There is no hoarded food and dirty dishes. A lot of it is in large plastic storage bins. It almost seems as though she set an empty box down, put things in it (inserts from newspapers, junk mail, notes, lists, magazines) and when it was full instead of sorting through it, she put a lid on it and put it in a room. Yes, there are a lot of things on the floor, but what we have got to mostly is paper. She loved her paper.
But as I said there
is was so much more to Jane than her hoard. She has some beautiful things in her house. Please forgive my lousy phone photos (I want to go back with my camera and document more) but I wanted to share more than just my frustration with what we have to clear through. I wish others could have seen her lovely displays. There were obviously lots of things she treasured.
This is the wall of lighthouse cross stich in Jane's dining room. Some of these I cross stitched and framed for her, some she stitched herself. She really loved lighthouses!
These are large lighthouse puzzles that Jane completed and had framed. Just two of a few. They are so beautiful and must have taken a long time to do.
As I look at them and sort through her house I'm thinking of Mum and how I'd love to chat to her and tell her what's going on. I know she'd give me encourgement and try to see things from Jane's point of view. They had only met a handful of times, but Jane was really lovely to Mum sending cards of encouragement through her cancer diagnosis and treatment and I even found one she sent Mum after she'd got Covid, before Jane herself got ill.
It seems so recent yet so long ago. Just a year ago and they were still both so vibrant. How quickly things can change!