I just finished a marathon de-cluttering session in my boys' bedroom -whew! I'm actually sweating after this chore! I had already worked a full 8+ hour day, so I began the job kind of tired. Once I got de-cluttering, I got my second wind and went at it. My boys were not home, so it made the job of getting rid of things much easier!
As I cleaned feverishly, and started throwing things away, I stopped to see how many little "piles" of "stuff" my oldest boy had created - there were about 7 little stashes in all our homeschool bookcases - like a squirrel stashes nuts for the winter. Truthfully, each pile looked like junk to me, but I know that he knows where every thing is and his system makes sense to him.
Looking at his small "piles", that I usually become annoyed with, I stopped and started to cry. My little boy is going to be 10 soon and I can hardly believe it. Time passes so quickly. I prayed to God to give me patience and kindness and to see the "stuff" as he views it, little treasures, and to not get so caught up in how the room looks, but to just let him explore and collect and learn and grow. I am so thankful to God that I am able to spend time with him and watch him grow.
After I thought for a while about my little guy, I took some things out of the trash and put them back - I simply couldn't throw away his stick gun, or paper clip invention, or the "snake thing" he built out of stuff he found after a baseball game the other day.
I probably have less years left with him than he has lived with me already and I pray I will treasure every minute and learn to see the world through his eyes of wonder and put every memory away in my heart to hold on to forever. I love you JS!!