tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738048378012755564.post8561186237389073668..comments2024-03-06T03:23:51.904-08:00Comments on Surviving Middle-Aged Widowhood: Teaching the UntouchedWidow in the Middlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01598249263166943162noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738048378012755564.post-2266784590989435112010-06-06T18:58:26.334-07:002010-06-06T18:58:26.334-07:00I am also a packrat, but cleaning out my mother...I am also a packrat, but cleaning out my mother's house I realise you are just keeping stuff that your children will have to find a place for.<br />Keeping just a few things that have real meaning, without having to give energy or space up for, that is a challenge but well worth the effort in the long run. It has taken me 2 years, but all his clothes are now gone except the jacket that he always wore. I wear it on occasion when it is really cold and it gives me comfort as well as warmth.<br />JulieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738048378012755564.post-83158441740839698882010-06-06T18:38:02.517-07:002010-06-06T18:38:02.517-07:00It's been nearly five years, and would you bel...It's been nearly five years, and would you believe, I just put a bunch of bags in my car with Ralph's clothes for the Salvation Army. I hadn't kept all of them, but I had more than I realized. I did still keep a few things I didn't want to part with. Would you believe I still have his driver's license?thelmazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09819557846762852247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738048378012755564.post-4554695711301036612010-06-06T15:01:08.534-07:002010-06-06T15:01:08.534-07:00Thanks for commenting and my heart goes out to you...Thanks for commenting and my heart goes out to you. Like you said, the stuff can be nice but also a hindrance. Take care and keep in touch.Widow in the Middlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01598249263166943162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738048378012755564.post-7620186875752120582010-06-05T19:02:15.431-07:002010-06-05T19:02:15.431-07:00I was left with nothing but what he'd given me...I was left with nothing but what he'd given me when my Nelson died, because we were not married yet (well, substitute 'never' for 'yet')...My immediate, instinctive reaction was, "If only I had more of his stuff! Some sweaters! Some old holey socks!" ...7 months later, I think it's a double-edged sword. I *am* a packrat.<br /><br />Thanks for your blog...Hira Animfeftehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10463914387875684115noreply@blogger.com