As we age, we collect things. We pick up mementoes as we travel, we acquire things our kids left with us, promising to return for them once they're settled, and we just plain buy things faster than we toss them.

So how do we feel about this "stuff" of our lives? Is it comforting? Too hard to clean around? A burden or a joy?

Here's an article I read in the New York Times today which addresses the topic well.

It points out that everywhere we turn, we are barraged with orders to pare down, throw away, de-clutter. But should we?

Is it not human to accumulate, admire, desire, love, collect and display things which we find beautiful? Things that speak to us, remind us of past times, or just plain make us feel good?

What do you think, ladies?
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