Among the ejectees are books.
In a burst of "Make room for more," I started to build a pile of let go-ables, books that I bought from the library sale but didn't finish. (Life's too short to read everything.) Books that I never got around to opening (because I don't like mysteries or most genre fiction). A few dogs chosen for book club (just a couple).
When the culling was complete, I found Robert Fulghum's All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten. I doubt I've looked at it since it came out. In trying to guess the year it was copyrighted, I was stunned to see it was 1988.
(I'm not tracking time very well. This worries me.)
Among Fulghum's essays was one on Mother Teresa:
"To cut through the smog of helpless cynicism, to take only the tool of uncompromising love; to make manifest the capacity for healing humanity's wounds; to make the story of the Good Samaritan a living reality; and to live so true a life as to shine out from the back streets of Calcutta takes courage and faith we cannot admit in ourselves and cannot be without."Bear in mind, he disagrees with much of what she stood for, what he calls "her version of God." But even in that struggle, he was awestruck by her ability to heal the broken. She received the Nobel Peace Prize in 1979.
I may keep this book.
(Fulghum's full essay can be found here.)