Ten Years of Closet Space

I cleaned out my closet today. It was an hour spent on memory lane. I made piles of clothes on my bed that I don't wear anymore and are destined for the local thrift shop. I came across a lot of clothes from Petite Sophisticate, the store that dressed me for many years and saw me through my first job. I sorted through dresses and outfits that my mother and I shopped for, outfits for my wedding showers. I found the jeans that were my favorite back in 2003, the jeans that got tight within the first six weeks of me being pregnant with my first child. I found the jeans that were baggy on me in 2003, then fit perfectly after the pregancy, but for some reason do not fit me now. I found the blue linen suit that I wore on my first mother's day spent as a mother. I threw out socks and underwear, sent away turtlenecks because just like my four year old, I can't stand to wear them. I saved my formal dresses, the dress I wore at my wedding reception, and the shoes, too. I laughed, I smiled, but I did not cry. It's all here typed out for me to remember. I won't forget. I can still remember some of my favorite clothes from middle school and high school. No need to cry . . . now there's space in my closet for some new clothes!