I
only have one picture to show you today; the bags of clothing in my trunk ready
to go to the church rummage sale. Some are mine, some my sister’s, and a few
pieces are the remains of my mom’s meager wardrobe at the end of her long life.
I considered opening the bags, laying the contents out on the bed, and
taking some pictures of what I was letting go of. But oh no, I wouldn’t dare.
You see, one of my rules is, “Never look into a rummage sale bag once you’ve
put something in.” Why? I did that once and ended up with an empty bag and a
refilled closet.
“Whatever made me get rid of that?”
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