journey11
Garden Master
Cane, that is a beautiful display you have put together in memory of your mom there. The quilts are so pretty! I'm glad you had your sister there to help you. That's where the healing lies, in remembering together the good times.
We had so many funny stories about my FIL. He was such a character and had such a full life for his 57 years. Sitting around the table laughing together and going through old pics was very healing.
I've spent several days, 2 Uhaul trips, countless carloads...trying to get my mom moved into her new place. I told her I don't want to go through that again in 20 years! I have to go get the last of it today. The weather has made it really dragged out. She has lots of mementos from her family that has gone on before. A lot of it won't have much significance to me though.
I just can't imagine how hard that must have been... So close together.
Other than clearing out the fridge and freezer and winterizing the house, I haven't touched anything in my dad's house either. I am hoping my brother will take the house as his third and that going through Dad's things will give him a good dose of humanity. Haven't spoken to my brother in months. Have an infant nephew he doesn't see much, much less the rest of us will ever see. My brother didn't come see Mom for the holidays, help her move or go to my grandpa's funeral either. I don't know if he'll even want the house now. He did at one point.
There's a red flannel shirt I bought Dad one Christmas I want to get. I think I'll make a memory horse (instead of a bear) out of it. I will take my old college dorm fridge to put eggs in. I already have Dad's Bible and song book. We'll divide up the guns, probably just between my sister and I since my brother already stole 3 while Dad was ill. He's a felon, so not supposed to have them.
We had so many funny stories about my FIL. He was such a character and had such a full life for his 57 years. Sitting around the table laughing together and going through old pics was very healing.
I've spent several days, 2 Uhaul trips, countless carloads...trying to get my mom moved into her new place. I told her I don't want to go through that again in 20 years! I have to go get the last of it today. The weather has made it really dragged out. She has lots of mementos from her family that has gone on before. A lot of it won't have much significance to me though.
It was necessary that my sister and I had to go through mom and dads house soon after they died, and they died so close together in time....56 days. It was hard, everything was so raw and overwhelming. Lots of tears shed there.
I just can't imagine how hard that must have been... So close together.
Other than clearing out the fridge and freezer and winterizing the house, I haven't touched anything in my dad's house either. I am hoping my brother will take the house as his third and that going through Dad's things will give him a good dose of humanity. Haven't spoken to my brother in months. Have an infant nephew he doesn't see much, much less the rest of us will ever see. My brother didn't come see Mom for the holidays, help her move or go to my grandpa's funeral either. I don't know if he'll even want the house now. He did at one point.
There's a red flannel shirt I bought Dad one Christmas I want to get. I think I'll make a memory horse (instead of a bear) out of it. I will take my old college dorm fridge to put eggs in. I already have Dad's Bible and song book. We'll divide up the guns, probably just between my sister and I since my brother already stole 3 while Dad was ill. He's a felon, so not supposed to have them.