baggage

My least favorite thing about vacations might be the moment we get home, and the suitcase will sit there waiting to be cleaned out for days - okay, sometimes a week.  Two weeks max.

I simply dread that instant 3 loads of laundry you'll get when you empty it, or having to figure out what's clean or dirty.  Then having to put the summer stuff away because you won't need it for months, blah, blah, blah.

It's adding insult the the fact that your vacation ended and real life begins again.  Our baggage will sit in our walkway by the desk, daring us to not trip over it for that time.  Our baggage mocks us.

As I'm starting the 8 Weeks challenge, I'm noticing our personal baggage does the same thing.  It's in the way, whether we know it or not, and time and time again, we'll trip over it during our normal day.  You'll catch a song, or read a quote, or maybe see someone at a distance that triggers a memory.  A not-so-good memory and boom, we're pissed off, sad, or doubtful again (circle one).  We are constantly stubbing our toe on our personal baggage, and most of the time we don't even realize why we're mad.  We just go about our day, taking out our mood swing on everyone around us.

I truly think that once we clean out the baggage once and for all, these mood "shifts" will subside, and you can get on with your day dealing with the task at hand.  Life is tough enough on a daily basis without past memories haunting us.  It's time to put the luggage away, let go of the past, and keep the happy memories in a very special corner where you can reach them any time.

They don't call it forgive and forget for no reason.  Forgive yourself or someone else, and let it be something that makes you stronger instead of tearing you down.

Now empty that suitcase!