It was about 2 and a half weeks ago that I was cleaning out my truck – it needed to be washed, the inside vacuumed, and the storage compartments of the doors cleaned out. While I was cleaning out the compartments in my trucks doors, I noticed I had collected several throw away items:
Some stickers – when I see the local volunteer fire departments collecting money I will stop and throw some money in the boot. The amount of money is usually just the change out of the door, but its better then nothing. In return for the donation, the fire fighters will usually give you a little sticker of some kind. Why do I need a sticker at all, its just going to be thrown away. The fire departments could have saved a lot of money be not handing out stickers – that were just going to be thrown away.
A calculator – it seemed like a good idea at the time, but it turned out to be a waste of money. One of those door-to-door sales guys came to my job a few years ago. He had this really neat looking calculator, and it was only like $3 or $5. So I said “sure, why not.” The calculator was bought, put in my truck, and might have been used 2 or 3 times.
Receipts – it was like the compartment in the door of my truck was receipt magnet. I had more receipts then you could shake a stick at.
As I was cleaning out my truck, I was amazed at the amount of “useless” junk I had accumulated over the years. A little bit of this, a little bit of that,,,,, and it all slowly adds up. When it was all over with, I had a wal-mart bag full of stuff that needed to be thrown away.
This incident with my truck got me to thinking, how much useless stuff I have collected over my life. At Christmas time, if other people can not think of something to get you, they will give you some kind of junk. The junk just sits around the house, collecting dust. The next Christmas or birthday, more junk comes along, the next year more junk comes along, the next year more junk comes along.
Sooner of later, you start to lose sight of what is really important in life because of all of the “junk”.
After Hurricane Ike passed through East Texas, and my parents got 9 feet of flood waters from the storm surge, you learn real quick what is important in life – its not the TVs, its not the computers, its not the DVD or Blue-Ray players, its not the fine car sitting in the garage,,, its your friends and family. The more junk you have in your life, the more likely your going to lose sight of what is really important.
The most important things in life you can not throw away – the love a parent has for their children, the love a child has for their parent, your cousins, your uncles, your aunts, your friends.
I love you mom and dad, thank you for everything that you have done for me.