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Originally Posted by IluvLucy  Hey, my friend! When Mark died the hardest thing for me was going thru his papers. We always had sort of an unspoken agreement. I didn't open his mail or bank statements and he didn't open mine.
I felt SO sneaky when it came time to go thru his papers!! I went thru his clothes and donated about 15 trash bags FULL. My oldest son got a lot of his sweaters and his leather jacket. He had 4 watches, and all kinds of knives and guns. I donated furniture that I knew I wouldn't use, sets of dishes, cookware, you name it.
Anyway, in one of his drawers, he had EVERY card I had ever given him along with all of the ones from my sons to him. This goes back to when we first started dating. ( I have all the ones from him, too) That was the hardest thing for me. I sat there and laughed and cried for days trying to go thru all the paperwork. He had the receipt from when he bought my engagement ring and wedding band, receipts for EVERY piece of jewelry he ever bought me.
Selling the house and moving was hard, because he designed the house to suit him before we ever met. (It was definitely a man's house - all rock, wood, and glass) But all the paperwork nearly destroyed me.
Hang in there, Villette - you're a strong woman and growing even stronger with every day you face on your own. |
hugs girl and that had to be hard to post for you ...I know just what you mean. I put off packing up his things till yesterday ....it was hard. between crying and trying to pack it all up, I felt like I reduced his whole life to trash bags - it was really hard seeing something I remember him wearing in better days.
I'm taking some of his nicer things to work - some of the guys were interested in the shirts and ties - but I don't know how I'll feel if they actually WEAR them - then again - I want them to go to good use.
But it was really really hard. I have about 21 bags ready for the Purple Heart people to pick up and wouldn't you know - they scheduled me the day I move out.