Things That Last

Things That Last I do not have a garden, but if I did, I am sure I would prefer perennials to annuals. I have an inexplicable reluctance to throw things away. When I buy clothes for example, I hope to be able to wear them for years. I would rather have two pieces that last than ten pieces that need replacement every year.

The last car my husband and I owned was totally broken and could not be mended anymore, when we finally said goodbye to it and sold it to a mechanic that still saw some useful parts in it that could be taken out and re-used. It looks like the car we own now will see the same destiny. Needless to add that both cars we ever owned we bought used.

In addition to my reluctance to buy new things, there is also a weird feeling of guilt, when I throw things away. I feel that I am polluting the planet. Thus I would rather sew old socks several times before I throw them away.

It probably has something to do with my overall long-term orientation in life. I like things that last long, plans that cover decades, old trees in the forest that have a history and of course I like a friendship to last for life.

What about you?

Take care,
Helena Smole, author of Balancing the Beast, a book offering a bright view of schizoaffective disorder ˗ bipolar or manic-depressive type

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