How Grief is like a Home Renovation

I’m not one who relishes in change.  When things are going along well, I like to keep it that way.

This is why we never really bit the bullet and made any major changes to the house.  Some new paint color one time made a difference but making big changes seemed too overwhelming to us.

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Finding Joy in the act of getting rid of clutter.

Time to clear out the clutter and do some organizing.  It’s easier than dieting and exercise.  So I think.

Going through the stuff is daunting.  I put it off and then put it off again.  My husband’s stuff stayed where it was and I tried not to think about it for a long time. I have not really accepted that I am a widow and that Mike will not want or need these items anymore.

I went through my closet and got rid of clothes that no longer fit or that I just don’t wear.  I put them in big black bags to place at the end of the driveway for pick up from whichever group gave me the flyer that month.  Throwing a few of Mike’s things in the big black bag was an easy way to start.  Not all of his clothes, just a few items at a time.

I saved a few pieces thinking my sons may want to wear them.  They really didn’t.

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