Up and at 'em early today to clean my house. And extra layer of deep cleaning after someone was in here. I also have some sage to smudge about to cleanse.
But I got to thinking. My mom has some deep seated fears formed in her childhood. And apparently she hasn't ever gotten over them. So I keep finding it odd that she asked me to bring her the picture of the farmhouse she grew up in. If it was full of bad memories, would you want that around? Maybe seeing it on a daily basis doesn't give her comfort but agitation?
Heck, I'm no shrink, I couldn't begin to hazard a guess. Just trying to use a little logic and/or common sense.
As for my own house, sixteen years ago I signed a pile of papers. This is the longest I've ever lived in one place!! I'm not going to let that someone who had the nerve to invade my personal space affect me.
I will clean and cleanse and move on.
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