When I was a kid, we moved.  I remember walking into a spotless room with all brown boxes packed and labeled and my mom labeling two last boxes piled on top of each other. I asked her if she was sad about putting everything away. She said, "I can give everything away except music and books."

I said, "And us. And you."

She said, "Oh," and put down the marker in her hand and hugged me close, a few tears in her eyes...

Today, I'd add a drawing pad, pencil and Macbook Air — lighter and freer.

To keep that mindset and to be prepared for life and have plenty, that is the best. Genuine freedom. Love, Jan