From simple beginnings to simplifying stuff

It all began in the early 90’s in a Bungalow in Grey Lynn Central, Auckland, New Zealand. For many years, a young girl shared a bedroom with her elderly Grandmother. Her Father had been murdered and her Mother was an absent young widow consumed by grief. The young girl was raised by her Uncle, his children, and Grandma. Grandma was her constant and when the girl was 15, Grandma was gone. May they rest in eternal peace.

At the age of 15 she landed her first job and made money. This meant she could finally buy her own “things”, which was a concept completely new to her. She loved to buy new “things” because she had never owned a “thing” in her life. When you have nothing, you dream of having everything.

She became addicted to having “things” and found it hard to let them go. Perhaps because she’d lost so much when she was younger, she didn’t like letting go of “things” that belonged to her. Throughout the years, more money meant more “things” and this gave her a sense of freedom. Ironically, one day she would become prisoner to all the “things” she thought gave her freedom.

Fast forward twenty years to Sydney, Australia. It’s 2017 and she’s lived a colourful ten years there. She became a mother, got married and landed a well paying corporate job. But now she too is a young widow…a little bit of history repeated. She deals with her grief in her own way but fortunately she has great family and friends. They help to raise her son and keep her grounded.

They live a good life despite their life changing loss. They still live in their family apartment which has accumulated A LOT of “things” over the years. Jokes are thrown around loosely about her being a hoarder but she’s in denial. She tries to understand why she has so much stuff though. She eventually admits to herself that when her husband passed away, she’d make pointless purchases in search of a bit of happiness…to fill the void. They were all temporary “fixes” that didn’t fix anything at all.

One day she begins to reassess her life. She works full time and feels guilty that she’s away from her son so much. She makes great money and can give him anything he wants, but she knows that money can’t buy his happiness. He wants Mum, not “things”.

Her stressful corporate job begins to affect her well being. She’s exhausted, yet most nights she can’t sleep so she stays up watching Netflix. She’s stuck in a rut and one of these sleepless nights, she makes a conscious decision to get herself out it. This is the night she watches “The Minimalist” documentary and suddenly, everything makes sense. Her life, her habits, her current situation, they all make sense. She’s now on a mission to “simplify her stuff”.

And so, the 30 Day Minimalist Challenge begins.

Welcome to my journey,

Simply,

Una. xxx

11 thoughts on “From simple beginnings to simplifying stuff

  1. Our humble beginings I’ll treasure forever and I am blessed that my childhood home was a place that kept you safe during those years before you moved to Sydney lol love you Una I am so proud of you, your willpower and independence and not only that you given me lessons on how to be a strong independent string woman.

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  2. Our humble beginings I’ll treasure forever and I am blessed that my childhood home was a place that kept you safe during those years before you moved to Sydney lol love you Una I am so proud of you, your willpower and independence and not only that you given me lessons on how to be a strong independent string woman.

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  3. We have the learned writers and we have the natural ones and you surely are a natural. I got all teary as there were a couple of points I could totally relate to. I can’t wait to read more from you 😊

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