Moving

I remember my Dad helping me with one of my moves over the years and saying that 3 moves equals one housefire. I've thought of that every time I have moved since then. Getting ready to move again, I've come across countless boxes of stuff that I thought I'd use at some point again in life when I packed them. Now I look at them and realize that they've collected dust for a year and will probably never serve any function in my life. For example, I discarded boxes of notes from medical school that I thought maybe someday I would want to look at again. I'm not sure what I was thinking when I kept those.

I'm glad that when we finally get to our eternal home, there won't be anymore moves. There won't be boxes of stuff to pack and unpack. I doubt we'll even have to do any housecleaning. Sounds heavenly to me!