![]() Rather, I was just floating along in life with no clear direction, buying more and more stuff to fill the sense of emptiness.īack then I was still living as an organised hoarder, and to think back on it now, it’s sad how much stuff my family would have had to go through. Soon after, it struck me that I wasn’t following my dreams, either. Before that, I’d never really considered the life I was living or the impact my stuff was having. I almost died and one of the nurses told me how lucky I had been to have pulled through. When I gave birth to my son six years ago, I lost 4 litres of blood when my placenta got stuck to the walls of my uterus. ![]() ![]() You may be thinking this all sounds a bit too much on the morbid side, but hear me out. I want to be remembered for the life I lived, for my personality, for the things I said and how I made people feel not the figurines I owned, the shoes I wore, the limited editions I collected, or the phone I had. When I pass, the last thing I want is for people to look for me in my stuff. One of the many reasons I live a minimalist lifestyle is because when I’m gone, whether that be when I’m a hundred years old, or even next month, the last thing I want is to burden my loved ones with sorting through my stuff, deciding what to keep, what goes in the skip, what gets donated, feeling guilty if they don’t keep something, trying to figure out what best represented me, and frankly, wasting hours of their remaining time on this Earth. And that involves me facing a prospect many of us don’t like to acknowledge – death. The past week I’ve spent a good chunk of my time decluttering the attic, not just because I love the sense of freedom and satisfaction I get, but because I’ve been thinking a lot about the future of my kids. ![]() Since having a new baby to take care of and settling into the new rhythm of sleepless nights, exhausting daytime hours when she refuses to sleep, and making my son still feel loved and valued, it’s forced me yet again to look at how I spend my time.īecause all my time in the week is now spent on changing nappies, doing endless feeds, keeping up with the laundry, and other household chores, the time I get has to be used intentionally whether that’s an intentional hour of rest, half hour of gaming, reading a book, or decluttering. I know that simplifying his life and routines can help make a difference in his stress levels and sensory overload, but the same can be said for any child, and of us adults. I’ve also got back to minimising and simplifying, which is now more important than ever with a family of four, even more so because my six-year-old son has just received an autism diagnosis. It’s been a few months since my last post, and in that time I’ve become a mum again to a gorgeous little girl. ![]()
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