I haven’t shared this story very often, but today, it feels especially appropriate.
That forgotten basket had been sitting in the corner of my basement storage closet for years. It was a plain white plastic laundry basket – the kind you might pick up at a big box store for $9.99.
When I saw it again, it was cracked in one corner and covered in dust. It wasn’t beautiful, sentimental, or even especially useful anymore. But still, I couldn’t bring myself to let it go.
That laundry basket once lived in the corner of my son’s bedroom. I used it to gather little boy socks, grass-stained jeans, and soft pajamas that smelled like shampoo… and their childhood.
I used it every day during those sleep-deprived mornings – those messy, magical years when life was loud, full, and chaotic.
I found the basket during a major decluttering session. My boys were grown, both married with children of their own. The house was quieter. My life had changed.
Why was I holding on to it?
I picked it up, fully intending to donate it. After all, it was just a cheap plastic basket. But the moment I touched it, I was transported. I was suddenly standing in my old house – the one where my boys grew up.
I could hear the hum of the dryer, the giggles coming from a nearby room, and I saw my younger self folding tiny T-shirts while thinking about what’s for dinner and reminding myself to sign those school permission slips.
That basket held more than clothes. It held memories. It held a version of me who was needed, present, and deeply connected to her role as a mom.
I wasn’t just holding on to a basket.
I was holding on to her.
There I stood – frozen in time, clutching the basket, tears welling up. That’s when it hit me.
The basket had served its purpose. It had done its job. It held socks, shirts… and so many memories. But it didn’t need to hold me anymore.
I realized something powerful that day: We don’t keep things because we need them. We keep them because we haven’t fully honored what they meant to us.
It was never about the basket. It was about giving myself permission to let go – with gratitude, not guilt.
We all have a “laundry basket” in our homes.
It might be:
These everyday objects seem harmless, but they carry emotional weight. They remind us – quietly – of who we once were, who we hoped to be, or what we’ve lost or left unfinished.
Without realizing it, we surround ourselves with emotional noise.
And that noise can keep us stuck in grief, guilt, or an identity we’ve outgrown.
Inspired by that moment, I created what I now call the Laundry Basket Method – a gentle, heart-centered approach to decluttering that honors the emotional ties we have to our things.
Here’s how it works:
Start small. Pick just one thing.
Letting go of that old basket didn’t make me feel empty. It made me feel free.
Decluttering isn’t just about tidying or organizing.
It’s about transforming your relationship with the past – and stepping into your future, lighter, wiser, and more open.
You don’t need a massive cleanout or a whole weekend to feel the shift. Just start with one thing.
Hold it.
Honor it.
Let it go.
Notice how even the simplest, most ordinary object – like a laundry basket – might hold the key to your next chapter.
Because letting go isn’t losing something. It’s choosing freedom.
It’s choosing you.
Also read, Top 10 Red Flags That Tell You It’s Time to Ditch the Clutter (And How to Get Started).
What’s one ordinary object in your home that holds an extraordinary amount of emotion or memory? Have you ever tried to declutter something but found yourself stuck because of what it symbolized? What was it? What part of your identity do you think you’re holding onto through your stuff?
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This article really spoke to me. I am not a Mum but a daughter, an aunt and friend. I hold on to lots of items from times past and can’t seem to let them go. I am going to work on it and the guilt I feel (not sure even why) that I ‘could’ have or ‘should’ have done more to increase others happiness….especially my Mums….oh dear
It may help to start with one single shelf or one single drawer. Once you see progress, it does get easier. Best wishes on your journey.
It is so heart-wrenching to dispose of vintage items that ancestors owned. But when space becomes an issue, the steps in this article will be a great help! Wonderfully, thoughtfully, written article.
Thank you for your kind words and acknowledging the reality of smaller spaces. What I’ve discovered is keeping just a few of those most special items helps keep their memory alive. Best wishes on your journey.
I really enjoyed this article. I have been trying to downsize and find it hard sometimes. This article helps me to see why!
I’m so glad it helped. I’ve written many articles and produce many videos on this subject. Feel free to go to my YouTube channel or my website for more inspiration and motivation. Best wishes on your journey.
Great article! I have a tea cup and saucer that has Lily of the valley on it and it represents a time when my mother was alive. I don’t use it but I see it. I am working on letting go. Just takes time…
Thanks so much for your comment. It does take time. Just keep working on it a little each day if possible and you’ll discover that it actually gets easier. I have many videos on this subject on YouTube that might help. Best wishes on your journey.
I love the words, “intentionally releasing layer by layer”. I find that I revisit decisions and release items more comfortably over time.
You’re right, Time really helps as long as you are consistently trying to declutter and pare things down. You might even discover how strong your decluttering muscle is!
Best wishes on your decluttering journey.