The Lady of the Closet salutes you. 

Yes,  that is the inside of my overstuffed closet.  We have it filled up with so many things that sometimes I’m afraid it might bust!  

Hoard much? 

We just can’t seem to let go of anything we have stuffed inside! Three of us ladies fighting for space in the closet of doom. Stuff falling as we dig to find what we need.  

Clothing, books, crafting supplies and more fill up the space. We have it stacked,  hanged and tossed in there.  Every inch is like a dragon’s hoard.  Filled up with stuff we love,  think we love, and can’t seem to let go of. 

A heart of clutter. 

Just like the closet of doom, our hearts can also become cluttered!  We forget to make room for those who are in our lives right now.  It doesn’t mean we toss out the old loves,  just reorganize them.  

You can’t focus on the people in your life right now while clinging to those who are gone. Sometimes we have to box up those leftover emotions and store them away to be able to fill our space with new loves.  

It is OK to miss those you have lost.  It is not OK to be wrapped up in the missing. Letting memories hold your heart hostage causes you to stop living.  

Praying you can make room in your heart for those new people in your life.  Loving isn’t easy,  so I pray God softens your heart for you.  

~ Deedra 

2 thoughts on “The Lady of the Closet salutes you. 

  1. I am guilty of this. I went through a divorce 8 months ago. I was very bitter and yet I couldn’t let go. My closet was too full of memories and lost dreams. I couldn’t see anyone else in my world. It was always him. I don’t know if I will ever let another soul into my life. I am dead inside. It was the ultimate rejection that sent me over the edge. You are right “loving is not easy”. Perhaps the softening will come in time. But I doubt it. Great post as usual Deedra.

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    1. Hugs. You’re not alone. I have been there done that. Almost lost my mind during it too. Hang in there and think or your heart being like the trees in winter. It is not dead just asleep. Spring will come.


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