November 9, 2010: Today, I am thankful that I can give.
You never really know how much stuff you own until you pack and move. Seriously. You think you don’t own much, that you’ve managed to keep your life and stuff manageable. Then, you have to move, and *poof*, out goes the “Oh, I don’t have much stuff” notion, and you suddenly feel like you’re on an episode of Hoarders.
A couple of days ago, a lady I go to church with posted on Facebook that she is collecting items for a family who lost their home in a fire recently. I can only imagine how it must feel to lose everything you own, especially since I’m finding out just how much I really do own. And when a tragedy like a house fire occurs- families have to replace *everything*, including things you don’t normally think about buying or owning.
So, I was really happy to clean out a cabinet in my bathroom this afternoon and pack two very large paper grocery bags full of items for this needy family. Soap, body wash, razors, toothpaste, blankets, some little toys for the kids- it’s probably the most random stuff in the world.
To me, it was two bags of stuff that I needed to get rid of.
But to someone needy, it’s *everything*.