Wednesday, July 19, 2017
Why I Love... Letting Go
But that's okay.
These books went to the community bookcase in our building's laundry room. I've noticed that many of the titles have already been scooped up by our neighbors. These books, almost all of them unread, had no more meaning to me - they've have gone to someone else who found them to be of interest.
That is why I love letting go.
These books will live on for someone else. They will give joy to someone else. They will inform or entertain or provoke feelings in someone else. They no longer did that for me. I want to read other books. I want to get those feelings from other titles and other stories.
Letting go does not mean trashing something. Letting go means living on.