Several years ago, I cleaned out my mother’s house after she passed away. I had to go through everything, all of it, the whole kit and kaboodle. I couldn’t discern what was once very important to her from what was not. It all looked the same to me. In the end, there was too much there to tell me who she really was at the core. I have since learned that we are the cultivators of our own posterity and every day, I try to shed something that does not define me. I could die at any moment, and I would not want someone to have to go through my things the way I had to do at my mom’s house. In the grander scheme of things, I realize that who I am or who my mom was does not matter, but to those that have to clean out the cobwebs out of a deceased person’s closet, it just makes it easier for that person to not have to move a ton of boxes out of the way just to get the job done. My goal is to leave but one box behind to identify the reason why I appreciated being here. I’m still about a good 100 boxes over my goal.

Time Traveled is available as e-book or paperback! Buy it either at Amazon or at most major retailers.

Published by Krista Marson

Hi, my name is Krista, and I'm a traveling fiend. I am passionate about history, nature, art, gardening, writing, and watching movies. I created this blog to let people know I have some travel novels available to read. Enjoy!

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