The other day, while perusing the thrift store, I realized something. So, many of the things I was seeing were triggering memories from my past life.
Y’all, I was having one of those nostalgic moments where objects show you something about yourself.
Now I know that may sound a little deep, but I believe it to a certain extent.
For example, my grandmother had this old ceramic pie plate when I was a kid. Why, I just saw one today. lol:)
Back then, I honestly did not care for that style at all. Funny how life works, though, because today when I see one similar to the kind from my childhood, I stop and smile. And yes, I bought it.
Such a simple little thing, yet it brought me so much joy and rekindled an old memory.
For me, joy is not about constantly going out and buying new things; it is more of a feeling. And this week, I was all in my feelings because there were so many little moments that brought joy back around. I spotted a hat that reminded me of my granny and the way she wore one with practically every outfit. Just seeing it made me think of her.
Lately, I have been learning how to enjoy the things I once tucked away in my mind as old or outdated, as if they no longer mattered or fit who I am today. But the truth is, I never want to let go of the old things that helped shape me. #realtalk
There is something beautiful about fine-tuning life while still honoring where you came from.
The older I get, the more I find myself loving on my life a little harder and appreciating both my past and future in ways I never fully understood before.
Maybe that is one of the gifts of growing older. You start realizing that joy was never really about having more. It was about the memories, the people, and the feelings attached to the little things that held the house and our hearts together.
So, before the weekend slips by, this is my gentle reminder that there is something healthy and healing about looking back over your life and understanding what true joy really is.
And yes, for old time’s sake, I did buy that strawberry pie plate. I also grabbed a few brooches and a hat. I cannot wait to show y’all where I placed them in my home.
Maybe joy has been sitting hidden on a thrift store shelf all along, waiting for us to remember.
Thank you for reading today’s post. And, here’s to living life beyond existing!
Xo Tangie Bell
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