Light at the end of the tunnel

With our move, the holidays, my surgery, numerous doctor appointments for myself, Allen and my Mother, the past few months have been very chaotic to say the least. Our main belongings have been put away in the house but our storage items are another subject. I have reserved a U-Haul truck for tomorrow afternoon to get the rest of our belongings out of storage and to our house. During the next few weeks, I will be going through all of these tubs and boxes to determine what needs to be kept and what can be donated or thrown away. I believe there will be a lot in those two categories. As we have moved boxes around, I have peeked into some of them and found things like the pink & white dress, bonnet & booties that Sarah wore when we brought her home from the hospital. Sarah will be 30 years old this summer. Is there really any point in keeping the dress regardless of how darling it looks? I also have her first pair of black patent shoes and the first 3 piece suit that Travis wore for Easter when he was 2 and his first baseball cap. I have their crayons from their first pre-school classes and their first science project at school (blue ribbon winners, by the way). Scout uniforms and awards and badges. What seems like tons of fabric scraps that have been collected over the years because 'someday' I'm going to make a quilt and loads of other craft items...ribbons, glue sticks, glitter, buttons. While a lot of this 'stuff' brings back very sentimental memories, and reminds me of the good intentions of projects I was going to do, what is the point of actually keeping it forever? We have literally moved these things all over the country and the only thing they do is take up space and collect dust. Nobody is ever going to use them, so why keep them? I cannot think of a single reason to do so. Hopefully, I will have a few good laughs and maybe shed a few tears as I go through these boxes during the next few weeks. By the end of March, I hope to have a lot less 'stuff' and a lot more space. Yes...I think I can see light at the end of the tunnel.