I was watching Dr Phil the other day when they had people on that were pack rats and slobs. Dominic wants to sell some things in a big garage sale. I am agreeable to that. Like my rocker/glider for example. I can honestly say Joseph never liked it that much but we did rock in it a few times. But when I look at it I get a mental picutre of rocking him to sleep in it and find myself not wanting to sell it. The time I actually rocked him to slumber in it maybe five!
Total fantasy.

We need to get rid of it I know but.... I have a silly emotional attachment to it like Dr Phil said isnt that just plain silly? Like the car we just traded in I though of how we brought daddy home from the airport when he came home from Iraq in it, we brought Joseph home from the hospital in it. Totally silly it was just a car that was on the verge of giving us trouble.
I still have the people in my life and all these silly things just have to go. That is what really matters.