Cleaning Out a Closet
My three sons and one of our daughters are home for Christmas. Our third without their brother Andrew.
The boys and I just went through his closet. Well, not his closet. He had an apartment that they and my husband cleaned out the day after their brother died. I had gone through and picked out t-shirts I want keep, maybe for a quilt someday. The rest of Andrew’s clothes have been hanging in our guest room closet.
The brothers went through and picked out things they will use. I kept a sweater jacket that is way too big, but I will enjoy wearing it on cold days. I grabbed a couple of big sweaters for his sisters. I’ll give those to my girls next week.
We couldn’t have done this last year or the year before. But we were able to do it this year. No tears. No issues. Just a pile of nice dress shirts, slacks, and jackets.
I am grateful we have healed enough to go through Andrew’s clothes. His siblings will each have some. The rest will go to a family with a house full of teen boys. What they can’t use, they will pass on to others.
For those of you just beginning your grief journey, please know that healing can happen. It doesn’t look like our life before we lost our child, but it can happen. I still have hard days (like yesterday, his birthday). They are fewer than they were and not as bad. My sorrow isn’t as deep and the tears don’t last as long.
Have hope, my grieving friends. May you find peace today.