It's been a very rough last few months, not just emotionally but mentally and physically as well. There are soo many things to take care of when a loved one passes, things you never think of. Canceling credit cards, closing bank accounts, cleaning out the house....and that brings us to today. Today is the estate sale..today is when strangers enter her house and browse through her belongings taking them home with them where we'll never see them again. We're not allowed to be there, during the sale I mean, and now I truly understand why.
Last night we decided to make one last walk through of the house, just to make sure the items we wanted to keep were marked and get an idea of how the whole process works. But as we stood there, with all her things surrounding us, I was hit with an extreme sense of loss and sadness. This was the last time we would ever see these items, things that she loved and personally picked out, things that Chris had helped move through the different houses of his childhood. It just made things that much more real...that she's really gone.
Don't get me wrong, I know they are just "things"...and we have spent the last month going through each room, picking out the items we wanted to keep. Knick knacks, pictures, some of the more personal pieces that Chris and the boys both wanted, and needed, to keep her close. But the thought hit me, of how hard this would be if they were my own mom's things, and this was the last time I got to see them, smell them, and touch them. It made my heart hurt that much more for him, of course, as a man, he holds it in. So I'm asking, for those few of you out there reading this, to just keep us in your prayers, to help us through this next step of closure, to remind us that you love us and that it's not the "things" that make that love real.
