Day 164
I let go of the first batch of donations today and it caused tears. I was sort of expecting them, but it was still surprising. Every little thing of Mom’s that I throw or give away feels like there’s a little less of her in the world and it hurts every damn time. It also reminds me of how much I had to let go of when I moved in December. Thankfully, I wasn’t alone for this latest breakdown and I shared these thoughts with my boyfriend who just listened and let me cry, which is evidently what I needed. There are more boxes that I need to donate and I’m sure that will also cause tears, but I’m okay right now.
Besides them dying donating their things is next to the hardest. You are doing better than I did. I put most of my mom’s things in boxes and they are now in my shed or the big things like furniture and pictures are in my house.