It’s an emotional and sad task letting her stuff go.
It’s the toughness for things attached with
stories to each of them. I have to force my thinking and suppress my emotions
while doing it. It’s less sorrowful to part with things given a “second life”
with a new owner. But many times, I just could not hold back my tears when I had
to tag her belongings and possessions as EOL and bid them farewell.
It’s a heartbreaking process but someone has
to do it!
