Ugh, organization….such an overwhelming word if you’ve ever been a disorganized person in your life.  I’ve been working on reducing and reorganizing my home, my files, my calendar, my everything!  I actually started with my files about three days ago and I’m still not finished.  Really? Yeah, it seems that I’m a paper pile person.  If you know one of us, then you can relate!  When the mail comes each day, you look over it, and then throw it in a pile,  the next day comes and you do it again.  I open some things, many times I don’t throw away the junk mail, “just encase” there is something important in them, and sure enough about five years later and I’ve got boxes of papers!   I moved those boxes with me when I came to Arizona, partially because much of it needs to be shredded and so begins the “pile” up.  I have to confess though, amidst the chaos of cleaning up and going through old files, I have been able to reminisce my younger days as mom with my children.  I will admit…I did cry a few times while reading their notes they have written to me, their homework assignments and looking at their report cards, awards and items that were meaningful in their growth.  I did turn this daunting task into a bit of a fun project.  I found memorial flyers from friends and family I have lost and that brings up emotions each and every time.  I was an annoying mom and kept taking pictures of the items my kids had created and sending them text messages, saying “look at this one you did!”  I’m sure that one day, they will understand the feeling it brings, as a parent, to look back and see how far your children have come and how many memories and things you’ve been through.  Memories, not all of them good, there were divorce papers, bankruptcy papers, medical records and such.  I keep them in their own file and wonder, when will I get rid of this?  Of course I hang on to those as well, just encase I need backup regarding the situation.  Haha!  I hope that one day, my kids will look upon those things and have a heart full of love, and laughter to share with their own children.  I will pass their things along to them and know that they will be grateful that some of those memories still remain.  Memories that sometimes fade to the back of your mind until you are reminded of them, and you can say, “Oh yeah, I remember that!”  I’m not sure if I did or didn’t save all the right stuff, but I’m sure glad that I did save the things I did!  God entrusted me with four beautiful children to love and care for and I couldn’t feel more blessed about that.   Even more privileged that He is entrusting MY own children with their babies too.  It’s a beautiful thing to watch your own children parenting their babies ♥  God bless and good night.