It took me 21 Months to suck it up enough to pack up Sandy’s clothes. It took me several days to box up the 22 boxes of clothes as I couldn’t handle doing more the 5 boxes or so a day before I had to take a break. As far as I am aware, there is not a stitch of her clothing left in the house, save a single accessory that she wore on our first date. I doubt she remembered it but I did and I saved it.
Left is the 1) disposal of her cosmetics and such, as they are worthless and no one would want them; 2) distribution of her jewelry — most of which is cosmetic: thus of sentimental value and if not wanted needs to be disposed of; 3) her craft supplies, either to family, donation, or disposal; 4) her ceramic molds and supplies, either to family, donation, or disposal; and 5) her Christmas Ornaments, either to family, donations, or disposal.
I do not know if, or when, I will complete these tasks. Honestly, I am not sure I really want to finish. For you see, when all of these things are done, Sandy will only exist in my heart.
