Friday, April 17, 2015

Hoarding

I am trying not to be a hoarder.  I hear that old folks tend to hoard, to hold onto things.  I did not save my catheter.  I do not need a reminder of the days and night we spent together.  My catheter was good to me and did a good job saving me from worse misery in the healing process.  As a reward, I tossed it away.  I believe that the catheter can take it.  I am not so sure that people like to be tossed away once their good purpose has been finished.  My catheter is a reminder to me to look back and see who I might have tossed away.  Never be rid of a daily examination of conscience.  It can lead to saying, "I am sorry," and "I was wrong."  These words might be just as healing as my catheter was to me.

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