Closet Cleaning
Good day for it; gray, cold, sleeting. Trying to get ready for the holidays. Tears when I stumble upon certain somethings. Anger that this horrible thing happened. Wanting to throw it all out, without looking. Wanting to keep it all. Hating the holidays. Wishing we could just fast forward. Knowing that we can't. Trying to make it better. Wondering how. Keeping his golf shoes, again.
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I never find grey cold wet days much good for anything... Energy levels seem too low!
It was different when my beloved one was still here.
I still have things around here in various places which remind me of her, but like yourself with Lou's belongings I just cannot part with them.
Worse (in extent) - I have a complete clear out of my Dad's place to do.
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