This weekend I will be going to my grandmother's house for the last time. I don't know what the exact word is to describe what I'm feeling as I countdown the days until we depart for Florida: devastated, heart-broken, bittersweet, nostalgic. I'm toeing the edges of a sadness I can't quite justify, trapped in the state of feeling lost and loss at
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I've also been mourning the death of him in this way that I'm mourning the passing of what a "good" or "real" man is.
I hope you are able to pluck all the momentos you can possibly hold from their house. Memories are so precious, thank God for them.
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We're taking my mom's SUV, and putting a rooftop carrier on top of it, so hopefully I can get the most important things. I want to take everything, like even the furniture and the bathmats, but I know that's not possible and besides I think that's how hoarding starts...? lol
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