Life changes require big decisions.
It’s true – life changes require big decisions.
There are times in our lives when we make a decision that takes us down a path we never would have dreamed of before.
For me, that time was in 1990 when I made the decision to sell up everything I owned in Courtenay, British Columbia and move to Edmonton, Alberta to live with my boyfriend (my husband, Mark).
There was something truly cathartic about selling everything off and starting fresh. It was almost as if, along with my household furnishings and personal belongings, I was shedding my past life and problems.
I packed up only what I treasured and could not bear to part with, filled my rusty, sputtery old 1979 Pontiac Acadian and hit the road, heading for Edmonton.
Then it my mother’s turn to make life changes. At 75, she made the decision to sell the only home she’s known for three decades to move closer to my sister in Victoria. I know exactly what she must be feeling – the stress, fear, and exhilaration.
In preparation for listing the house, my sister and her husband spent a great deal of time driving up from Victoria to declutter, repair and stage the house, ready for showing to prospective buyers. I’m sure it was a great deal of work after thirty years of accumulation.
They had to downsize and reorganize considerably as the new house was much smaller.
But what about the extra stuff?
I couldn’t say what my mother did, but believe me, in my case there was a lot. There were always umpteen knicks knacks, photos and things, many of them gifts from family and friends over the years for special occasions.
Rather than sell everything off like I did, I could have stored the extras in a local storage facility until I was ready to bring them back into my life. There are some things I would have liked to keep.
The same is true no matter where you live.
As a matter of fact I stumbled upon a storage solution in London, which got me thinking about how humbling it is to realize just how we can compartmentalize and store away our past lives, revisiting them only when we truly want to – if we do.