This past weekend I was putting some clean laundry away in my closet and I noticed a couple of the tee shirts I use for working out were starting to look worn out. I had just recently bought a couple of new “high performance” wicking tee shirts to replace the old shirts but had not yet disposed of the old ones. I held on to the old cotton tee shirts because I like them better than the wicking material on the new style. However, I knew it was time to let them go and move on.
I decided that since I was in the mode of cleaning out my closet, I would just go through all of my cloths and decide which ones to keep, throw out or donate. I have always enjoyed being organized, it gives me peace. Some would call this enjoyment obsessive, but it gives me peace of mind. So getting rid of clutter and disposing of things I no longer need or use really doesn’t feel like a chore to me.
As I was going through my closet, I was tossing all kind of old shirts and pants; I was making a lot of progress. Many of the items were still in very good condition and only worn a few times for whatever reason. It made me feel good to know that I was going to be able to donate these items to Goodwill and that someone was going to be able to use them.
All of this progress came to an end when I came upon a blue and white striped long sleeve shirt that I purchased at Gap back in October of 2004. I typically do not remember specific days and times when I purchase things, especially almost 7 years ago, however this shirt was different.
I remember the day I purchased this shirt because my wife and I were out shopping for maternity clothes for her and decided to make a quick stop into the Gap. We had been out earlier that day looking for a crib and other furniture to create a nursery for our beautiful baby that was coming home soon. We had gone through extensive fertility treatments to get to this point and we were excited about all of the things that go along with being a first time parent.
Within about 3 weeks of that day, we lost our beautiful sweet baby girl Katie. Every time I see that shirt I think of her and what could have been. I think about how much her mother and I were robbed from a lifetime with her. I think of her often, but that shirt always reminds me of that time when we had all of the hopes and dreams of what our lives with her would be like.
Needless to say, that shirt is still hanging in my closet today and will never be donated or given away. It may eventually make its way to a keepsake box we that we have for her, but not yet, not today.
Do you have items in your “closet” that you do not want to part with?