attachments

As the enormity of what’s happened starts to sink in, I’ve realised that I have less stuff now than when I left home at 17, the only difference is that I have a husband and two dogs, oh and some vehicles

Last year my best friend, a friend I had had for 34 years suddenly stopped communicating with me, whilst there may have been a myriad of reasons, it was hard to not take it personally, the grief and anger I had, overwhelmed me at times and ate away at me, the realisation that I would never have such a friendship again, it was 34 years worth of friendship, marriages, births, deaths, breakdowns and of course laughter, joy and all the other stuff of life…….

I realised that I would never have a friendship like that again, I don’t have enough time in front of me to formulate it….well I may have but I doubt very much that I will…….I learnt valuable lessons about myself and how much I had invested in something that could so easily be thrown or taken away…it was a hard lesson to learn

I can’t compare the loss of that friendship with the loss of a house, but the feelings are the same…..and I’m guessing the lessons are the same too……the attachments I had to my things, the things that I had collected from all over the world

the fabrics that I had dragged across Central and North America, literally on my back, overland, the amazing tin collection that had taken me since I was 17 to amass, mostly priceless and very rare…none of it I can or will ever have again, I can’t possibly conceive of starting it all again, so I won’t…it’s only stuff, it didn’t really matter, the attachment I had to it was probably unhealthy and to be honest I hardly ever looked at the tin collection, it never came out of it’s boxes and the fabrics I was too sentimental about to ever cut up of turn into something else…all a bit like a museum of my life….very Miss Haversham…..a bit depressing in a way

I think, on some level we would all like to be able to let go of something, but whilst that “something” is still in front of us or in existence, we can practice it and some may even achieve it, some pay a fortune for it, spending years meditating or living some kind of monastic life but do we ever really “let go”. It takes a certain kind of honesty to admit that a) you may have an attachment and then b) to admit that you haven’t really let go. This event has given me the opportunity to grow and understand in a way that obviously no-one would want, but it has happened and there’s nothing anyone can do about it, accepting it and learning from it, asking better questions and doing things differently is all that is required

so, here we go again

ourlifehandmade part two, stay tuned

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4 thoughts on “attachments

  1. There’s an old saying ‘things are sent to try us’ – you’ve had a double-whammy with your friend throwing away all those years and now this… you’re an amazing couple, coping extremely well in a dire situation. Life will never be the same because you don’t have some ‘people and things’ in it anymore…. but it may not be a wholly bad thing…

  2. Dear Sarah and Rick, We have just returned to the UK after spending a couple of weeks in the valley. We wanted to see the grandkids and give Anne and Jake a bit of support after the awful events you have all endured. It was truly shocking to view the aftermath of the fires the scale of the environmental and personal losses. Sue and I just want to pass on our fondest wishes to you both as you attempt to remake your remarkable handmade lives. We feel very privileged that we were able to share a special meal with you last Yuletide and to bear witness to the glorious scintillating spaces that you were able to create. Domestic creativity, finding the treasure by ones own hearthstone is the greatest of all the arts. Best regards to you both and all the other brave folk who choose to continue to forge a new life in that special place.

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