Thursday, two of my sisters and I met to box up the small items in Elegante Mother’s condo. Who would have believed that we shoehorned that much into a one bedroom unit!? The kitchen and the closet took the most work.
I spent most of my time taping up boxes. We went through 25 small moving boxes and two rolls of tape. I brought six or seven of those boxes home with me. One held kitchen stuff, and the rest is a blend of things returned to us, and things for my youngest sister, who was teaching and could not be there.
The movers will arrive on Monday about 8:30 and the condo will be cleaned out. There are boxes of things to go to Goodwill, otherwise, most of Em’s furniture will be disbursed throughout the family.
You’d think that would be the end of it, but eventually I will also have to divide up those things of EM’s that are still in my house. I have her dining set, the china that was given to EM and Dad as a wedding gift from Dad’s sister, and assorted collections of owls, angels, canes and birds. I also have her Christmas ornaments.
So, one day, I’m going to invite my family to visit and let them come and choose the memento they wish to have to remember Mom/Gram by.
The physical work on Thursday wasn’t so terribly hard, but handling all the things that had been so important to Mother was. I’ve kept two items of clothing, a red jacket, and a Halloween sweatshirt that one of her granddaughter’s made for her. There are also photographs, and a painting. It’s hard to see and touch these things, to be closing up her nest, and realize that I can’t turn and talk to her now. I was very fortunate to have EM with me for so many years.

I’m such a sloth! lol I meant to post on Wednesday, and download a picture, and this seems to be the best I can do for right now,
Wednesday, Dearest Husband and I celebrated twenty years of wedded bliss (and mortar dust). We’ve actually been a two-some for about twenty-six years, but we formalized it twenty years ago. I was astonished to realize we had been together that long and mentioned it to DH’s daughter, just as conversation, not to promote anything. She immediately wanted to know if we were celebrating. No……we chose to have a quiet dinner out, just the two of us. We’ll save the big celebration for when we hit the twenty-five year mark.
The picture? Well DH brought me two dozen long-stemmed red roses. He said twenty of them were for our years together and four were “just cuz.” I’ll have to download the pictures I took, and see if I can remember how to post one here.
It’s been a very good twenty years! Thank you, DH!