“This Is All That’s Left”

all-thats-left“I can’t believe it. After her whole lifetime, this is all that’s left.”

Kathy said that Friday as she stood in the front corner bedroom where the remainder of her mother’s possessions were. They buried her four days earlier.

I had to agree, it’s remarkable. Her house was sold a few years ago, all her possessions were sold, donated, or thrown away. Only a tiny fraction of what she owned was claimed by family members.

“. . . this is all that’s left.”

After making that statement Kathy continued to clean out the bedroom. It’s empty now. I know that because I can hear the Continue reading