People pitch tents for the camps they are in regarding Marie Kondo and her Magical tidying up life. I’ve read the book. I’ve attempted the follow through. I have even binged a few episodes. And I will admit, I like the idea of thanking your items before letting them go. How kind. How lovely. And oh how absolutely necessary for a person like me.
See, a few weeks ago my husband helped my daughter go through her room. It took about 2 days. There were several trash bags and a num er of Goodwill Bags. One of the items was a stuffed animal that I was surprised was in there. My gut told me to ask her about it (now I realize it was my gut vs. fear of giving things away), but I didn’t because I could “hear” my husband saying “she put that on her own in the bag. Don’t teach her to go backwards with her decision.” So moving forward, I stuffed that tiny warning bell down as we put the bags in the garage until the donation stores opened back up from the Covid-19 lockdown. So, Yay for us!
And then, this happened…
Then this past Friday, I had to run a few contact-free (from close proximity to people) errands and I checked to see that Goodwill was indeed open. Grabbing the first bag I saw, I noticed that stuffed animal in the bag and again had that “bell” go off, but my husband was right. I had to move forward. Dropping off those bags first, I finished my errands, and went back home for more bags. By this time, my daughter came out and was looking through the bags in the car. I knew exactly what she was doing but asked her anyway hoping against hope she was just browsing.
Her facial expression changed slightly, like she was trying go be strong and shield herself from my answer that the stuffed animal had gone. I told her I would run to the donation center and get it back. She was like “that’s ok,” and went into the house. Straight to her room. Into her closet. And I heard her cry softly.
My mother heart was breaking and I almost couldn’t bear it. I went to the donation center and apparently in the time I did my errands, a truck had come to pick up the items and hauled them off. The two men checked for the stuffed animal. Nothing. They also gave me the number for corporate so I could call to see if they could help track down the truck. I made lots of calls to corporate and other Goodwill centers trying to locate the item myself. Nothing.
But the moral of the story…
But the whole moral to the story is that Marie Kondo was right.
So, I was just sitting here asking the Lord why this incident still feels so heavy on my heart. I know it’s not like losing a person. It was just a stuffed animal. But to her, this stuffed animal was special. And then it hit me. I didn’t teach her to properly say goodbye. Revelation (lightbulb moment): That is the reason behind Marie’s “hold each item. Say thank you. And let it go.” I believe had my daughter been able to go through that process, as silly as it may sound to some people, she would have realized she should keep that item or have been happy to see it go on to someone else.
And then later on, when the memory of that item comes up, there would be a spark of joy that she was able to pass it along to some other person to love.