Garage Sale??

A simple garage sale…I think not. Tomorrow will truly mark a turning point in my life. How, might you ask, can a silly garage sale carry any significance in the grand scope of things. The basic exchange of my unadorned possessions for 25 cents here or 75 cents there…an uneventful day. That is unless the chosen goods happen to contain the now somewhat battered toys of our children. Saved through three kids, carefully cleaned, packaged, and put away for our next up and coming to enjoy. The clothing laundered, folded and boxed with moth balls to await the day when they would next see daylight and be fitted onto a beautiful new being. The essence of a new child is indeed life’s greatest reward in our own existence and is somehow enhanced by the continuity created through these simple possessions, transferred from one to the next. Today as I sort through the boxes and storage bins and assign price points for the various items and decide which items will be placed on the bartering tables, I realize that with each article that I tag with a price, I am letting go of my time of creating new life. The toys that could be saved once again will be sold, the clothing that could warm an infant in her sleep will find a new home. It is with great sadness that this day has come, as I release the idea of more kids in our family…great sadness indeed. For that past six years, Shelley and I were always looking forward to a new cry coming from the crib, new eyes to peer into, a new soul to bond with. We have been blessed with three of the most beautiful spirits I will ever know, but the time has come to stop. And as such, it is time to let go of all of the belongings that now have no future worth to our family. I hope that their new found homes are full of the happiness that occupies ours.
A simple garage sale…I think not