We are in contract to see our home up North and moving full time to our "snowbird" residence. I am busy every day cleaning out every nook & cranny, sorting out who wants what, donation boxes, garage sales boxes, what we are taking and stuff for our garage sale.
I came across a carton dedicated to Adam and as I went through it the grief hurt like a dagger to the gut and heart. I threw away a lot of stuff that I no longer have the need to hold onto. Things like the funeral home guest book, things that I clung to in the beginning. I was rocked so hard by the grief that I had to stop and I went into Craig's arms and wept. I will go through that carton again and keep only the most near and dear to my heart items. Over these past 9 3/4 years I have occasionally done this, donating his clothes and other items. Each time I know I am setting myself freer of the need to hold onto material possessions of Adam's because he and my love for him will always be embedded in my heart.