You know how sometimes you don't see the clutter until you realize someone is coming over? That's just what happened but I felt up to the occasion?
The office was a mess. First I organized some stacks of papers and put them in files. Then I threw away some magazines that were taking up way too much space on my shelves. Books needed to be put back on the bookshelf from the last trip I made. I found things that were dated so long ago I forgot what they were for!
I looked over at the coat rack and noticed it was cluttered too. One by one I started removing first the hats and then a couple of jackets. BIG mistake........I fell apart! The sobs wracked my body. Wow, where did that come from? I guess I'm not ready to get rid of or move Bill's things. I'm just not ready. Nope, I'm not ready. I wonder when I will be?
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You don't even have to be ready if you don't want to be. We took all my brother's shirts and made them into quilts... like 6 of them. We never get cold in our households with all these Ryan comfort blankets around. You hold onto what every you need. Thinking you you.
Took me 3 years and then I stil kept some of his things.
I'm so sorry Debi! I can't imagine how difficult that was for you. You are in my prayers!
I can't imagine it. You never have to be ready. He will always be with you no matter what. Always thinking of you guys...
I love the quilt idea. If I had any talent, I would've liked to have done that....but here is what I did instead. I created a Memory Box for each of my loved ones....it can be anything...a cedar chest...a packing box....etc and the things that I just could not bear to part with, I put into that box. This was healng for me in that it got the objects out of my sight, but with the knowledge that I could go look at them, feel them, touch them....anytime I wanted. As time went on, I visited those boxes less and less, but it still brings me great comfort to know that I can go there anytime I want.
I like this last comment mommy. I don't think you ever need to get rid of anything either. Remember I am the spitting image of Dad. I would be lucky to get to where his clothes. Anyways I just hate the thought of getting rid of things, so why do it? That book that I read said that we should never forget our memories. Obviously those jackets and things of Dad's have incredible memories. I know there are some things that you can give away but I'm sure you understand my point. I love you mom, one year left of baseball then I will get more time to be home with you!!
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