Letting go

[Jigglesx]

On April 4th of this year will make 3 years since I lost the last member of my immediate family, my  mother.  Within a 5 year span, I lost my older sister, my Dad, my brother, and then my Mom.  For the past 3 years I have dreaded the thought of even going to there home, much less packing there things, some to be given away, some to be kept, some to be shared with my 4 sons.  My twins now live in there grandparents house, they take care of it for me, and it allows them to save money up for them to buy there own homes.   This last week I was able to start packing the treasures and mementos of there 52 years of married and family life.   I cried buckets as I was packing there things, I laughed at some of the silly things that I found and remembering how it came about, but with the help of my children, it was made so much easier to deal with it, because I didnt have to do it alone.  Tomorrow I am off to go back and pack up yet even more of there possessions....and to remember the story behind each and everything that I pack away.  The hardest part is letting go,