209 Days

Hello, again. My husband died last June, unexpectedly. I wonder if things might be easier if it had been expected. Probably not. 

After 209 days, I have finally removed his clothes and personal items from our home. Actually, not all. Some  things I couldn’t let go of.  I’ve boxed them up. I have donated most of the other items to Goodwill. I chose Goodwill because they sell their donations and people will appreciate what nice bargains they are getting. He was my Ken doll. I always dressed him nicely and stylishly. 

This chore was one of the most dreaded things I knew I had to do. I also have not cleared out his medicine cabinet in the bathroom. His shaving items, deodorant, toothbrush, etc. They are still untouched as he left them. I wonder how many days that will take. Grief sucks. 

Happy New Year...

Hello, I’m Di. I’m a griefaholic. My husband of 31 years died last summer, unexpectedly. We had a rough start at the beginning of our marriage but, the last 11 years were truly a godsend. Re-evaluation, renewed wedding vows, and a new business adventure gave us the best years of our lives. I am grateful to have lived out those last years with the best friend I’ve ever had. He loved me as no other did, he gave me everything I ever wanted, and he was the funniest guy I’ll ever know. Goodbye for now and my heart will always belong to you...