Thirteen years, seven rental properties, and countless storage boxes later, my oldest daughter finally has a home of her own. Through college, medical school, and residency, we continued to store belongings that didn't fit or belong in the cramped spaces of her temporary living situations. Passing along her belongings felt like closing one chapter and opening another—most of all, it represented the end of her grueling training years and the beginning of truly settling down in a lovely home and neighborhood.
Her move got me reflecting on my own relationship with storage and my journey toward "Silverish Simplicity." In our former family home, we had one large storage area and two guest bedroom closets filled with plastic totes and banker boxes (see picture below). I even stored empty totes—a sure indication I was planning to accumulate more rather than less.
With our move nearly four years ago and the natural process of downsizing while launching our children into their first homes, the number of boxes and totes has dramatically decreased. More importantly, I have no reason to purchase new totes, and I celebrate each time I empty a box or bin and it moves on to family members who need them.
... THE NUMBER OF BOXES AND TOTES HAS DRAMATICALLY DECREASED ...
Beyond bankers' boxes with taxes and plastic totes for seasonal decor (five for Christmas, one for spring and Easter décor, and one for fall), the only archival boxes keeping our family photos safe and the cutest little boxes holding the smallest keepsakes—jewelry, special notes I can't part with, and sewing supplies—have a spot in our home.
While I'm glad most of these containers are gone, I have fond memories of some boxes. Like the excitement of changing seasons, I look forward to returning to holiday decor totes. I appreciate when the kids are home and want to go through their picture boxes (though I'll have to let go of those soon, too). Small mementos from my past and my parents' lives live in some of these special containers.
Summer also reminds me of personalized flip-top boxes I assembled for our children’s entertainment during family road trips. I was reminded of those fun containers (long gone now) when my nephew and his wife traveled back to Minnesota from Kentucky with four young children, a nanny, and a dog packed into the family van. I smiled remembering how I used to pack small totes for each of my young children with treats, little games, and activities. Every few hours on the road, I would announce, "Okay, you can get something new out of your box!" The anticipation on their faces was pure magic. Oldest son said: “I just remember being excited to see what you put in them! The smell was a mix of candy and markers.” Before movies and electronic games, those simple boxes created treasured family road trip memories.
No doubt my relationship with boxes and belongings has evolved but it’s easy to make the connection—fewer boxes means less stuff. Boxes that once overwhelmed me have been reduced to just a few small containers—proof I’ve let go and am finally living with less.
Silverish Simplicity Links
- Cardboard Suitcase for Decorative Storage
- Reminder to Start Small
- The Truth About Downsizing and Decluttering



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