It is time for spring cleaning, and I peek into my closet. I decide to declutter and sort my clothes. My style of dress has changed. The last time I got dressed up was when our financial planner invited us to a Christmas Dinner at Dominique’s. I stay away from nylons, or shoes that are not comfortable.
This year I bought a few black clothes which is totally out of character for me. It brought compliments from my husband and Norm’s compliments mean the most to me. As I age I found that I look better in dark colors with designs that make me look thinner.
My style is casual, and I prefer to be in jeans everyday. I like colorful, hippy tie-dyed clothes that hang. If it does not look or feel good or needs ironing, it goes into the give away pile. When someone comments on how nice I look, I want to wear that outfit again.
As I sort, I came across my wedding dress. It was inexpensive, simple, and only cost around $50, but too precious to give away. Maybe a granddaughter will wear it someday?
Memories flood me as I continue this clothes journey. The green velvet dress I wore at my son, Todd’s wedding. One of the happiest days of my life. You want to rejoice with your children when they find their soul-mate.
The cowgirl boots I like to wear with my jeans, and assortment of western shirts remind me of life on the farm. And don’t forget my cowgirl hat.
There is the purple stocking cap and scarf my son knitted for me during his prodigal years. It reminds me of times of prayer. He is praying for me and I am praying for him.
The black jacket I bought at the hospital gift shop when I found out a dear friend Elana was diagnosed with stage four cancer. I was grieving and needed arms wrapped around me for comfort, and this soft fur jacket filled my need.
Next is the blue and white full-length dress, made in Vietnam. I wore it to my niece’s wedding in Dana Point, California. What I loved about that day was I didn’t have to wear shoes, it was a beach wedding and Mikole looked beautiful.
I am still wearing my Manhattan Christian College sweatshirt I bought in 1995. I was working on a degree completion program in Bible, Business and Ethics. A special time in my life when I grew in my faith. Forget looks, that tattered sweatshirt is comfortable and is a keeper.
My favorite is a peach colored sweatshirt I purchased at Chautauqua Institute. I visited there a couple years ago after finding that was where my birth mother and father met and fell in love. I love wearing it, and in my mind, I feel the warmth of their love when I wear it.
Four pair of assorted sandals and walking shoes remind me I love living in Arizona.
What I can’t do without, are my Soma pajamas. I could live in those all day! And have been known to quickly get dressed at 4 pm when I am expecting Norm home. I don’t want him to see me still dressed in my pajamas. The problem is he retired from that volunteer job, so I seldom have days like that anymore. I get dressed every morning.
I am through sorting now. It is comforting to know, all I need are a minimum amount of clothes for life’s journey – even though in Matthew 10:10 Jesus said, Take nothing for your journey…