Do our possessions possess us?

I just finished reading Faith Bass Darling’s Last Garage Sale, a delightful, funny and sad book by Lynda Rutledge.

As the summary on the back of the book explains, Faith Bass Darling, the richest old woman in Bass, Texas, decides to have a garage sale. Immediately, she begins lugging her priceless Louis XV elephant clock, a number of real Tiffany lamps and everything else in her 19th-century mansion onto her front lawn.

Why is Faith dragging “a century of conspicuous consumption” onto her front yard? What’s the value of our possessions? How important are the things in our lives?

Or, as Faith finally asks, “Do you think it’s a coincidence that ‘possessed’ and ‘possessions’ are the same word?”

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