Life is short … so you should use what you love!
When I was a college student and e-mail was fairly new (I know! Ages ago!), forwarded messages were all the rage. People forwarded them on to each other without any thought of spam. I still remember reading one forward in the college computer lab, and it’s stuck with me for the past 20 years.
The story shared either an absolutely true or utterly false story about a widower who was grieving over his young wife’s sudden death. As he was looking through her dresser drawers, he found a beautiful silk negligee that his wife had worn once – she was saving it for a special occasion. He was heartbroken because he wished his wife would have worn it more often, because her life was what was precious. Not a particular day.
The point of the tale was to treat every day as a special occasion – because you don’t know if this day may be your last.
Even though all I had was a little dorm room filled with practical things, I resolved to always use what I love – my treasured belongings. Because life is too short – and each life is too special – to not use what you love.
Choosing the best
Deciding to use what I love has been an easy way to choose what stays in my home and wardrobe.
It’s also a good measuring stick when I’m shopping for something new. If I love it and I need it, then I feel the freedom to make a purchase. If I don’t, then I save my money until I find something I love.
For gifts or belongings I already have, I can easily declutter my home and thin my closet by asking myself if I love something. Does it bring me joy? If so, I keep it – and use it or wear it frequently. If it doesn’t, then I pass it along so that someone else can fully appreciate it.
This practice helps me to be surrounded with things that are lovely to me.
If I end up using something so much that it wears out – whether it’s a beautiful silk negligee, my favorite sheet set, or drinking glasses that shatter – then I get to search for a lovely replacement.
Celebrating the beauty of life
By using the things that I love, I can better appreciate the beauty of life. I don’t have to wait around for an old serving bowl to chip and break before I can use something I like.
Instead, I choose to treat every day as a special occasion. So if I want to bake my family a cake from scratch – but it’s not anyone’s birthday – then I do. And I serve it on the same dishes that I would on Christmas Day.
When company comes over for dinner, my family isn’t surprised by some fabulous menu and fancy place settings – because they get the same kind of meals and place settings most days of the week.
When I want to wear my favorite clothes in the middle of the week – and it’s not date night, or a girls’ night out – then I do.
Life’s far too short to wait for a special occasion. Life IS the special occasion.