A Reminder From Special

It's been a full week and a day since I last told Flip that we were over.  Of course, I wasn't sure if I meant it....I meant it in the way that  I know this relationship is unhealthy for me.  I didn't know for sure if I could hold to it.  It's been two weeks since I've even seen him in person as far as spending time together goes.  I did see him briefly to pick up my mail, and really all I saw was a white t-shirt and a hand coming out of the door as I heard him tell the dog to be careful or I might call the cops on the dog.  Okaaaay.  

We cleaned out our storage space a month ago.  My stuff has been sitting here just waiting for me to evaluate what's what.  It's been an interesting sort through.

I cleaned out a purse today.  Somehow I don't only have old purses, but Time Capsules with handles.  They usually have whatever I deemed not important enough to move into the new purse at the time.  While I usually don't find much to save, I will save pens that don't have old gum stuck on them and change.  I feel that if you throw out money it tells the universe that you really don't care if you have money or not.  I even reached into the garbage to pull out a nickel that jumped.  I love reading old receipts, scraps of paper with phone numbers on them, to do notes.  Notes of quotes that resonated with me and websites written down to check out.  

When braving the very inside corners of this particular purse and sticking my fingers in to grasp the coins that were left, I saw stuff stuck to them.  I wondered to myself how I had all this different colored gum.  (I used to chew massive amounts of gum!)  It wasn't gum though....it was a great memory.  There were circles of confetti mixed in with the coins.  When I was dating El, I'd meet him at the train station with my Humanling.  One day we decided to get confetti and when it was time to hug him hello, throw it up in the air as a celebration.  We did this once or twice, leaving happy colors all over the platform.  

Today is a good day to remember that there was a person on this planet that made me happy and inspired enough to celebrate the small stuff, other than my mom and my kids.  The small stuff I've realized, is pretty much everything.