Could you

If I asked you in all seriousness to let me look through your closet and take some items of clothing .... could you?

What if I asked to rummage through your dresser or bathroom, selecting desired items as I pleased.

Perhaps I might delight in your fragrance, or an old necklace, rummage through your make up, or pilfer your beloved expensive and oh so soft towels.

Could you part with the books beside your bed? Your favourite pot in the kitchen or that old mug you have managed to keep for all these years?

And what about the vegetables in the garden that you have grown lovingly from seeds or the overgrown jasmine that showers you in heavenly heady scent when the sun warms the flowers and the warm breeze carries it throughout the house?

Could you hand over your favourite sweater, the one that is so comfortable but still smart enough to wear out? Your favourite chair that offers just the right amount of support. The shower head that lends the exact and perfect amount of water pressure? The soap that smells like home ?

Could you let me walk out with your favourite sheets? The boots that look amazing with everything? Your music collection? The coffee you like best? The first piece of artwork that you hung on the wall? Your beloved dog?

It’s understandable if you couldn’t.

But could you then perhaps find some moments in your day, just every once in a while to appreciate and give thanks for the things that you love and value and have?

There are so many who would cherish and love to have all that you have.