My heart…

…feels heavier every day…

Last weekend I had the estate sale to sell everything I won’t take with me. The living room was full with my things.

And it is sad to see all the stuff go! It is good, of course, I do not want to take it all with me, but still.

I do wake up at night now with a heavy heart. I am grieving.

It is all good, things are moving along nicely, I have no complaints.


I take my life apart.

From the bottom to the top – top to bottom = my WHOLE life!

I want to. I have to.

But, oh, does that hurt.

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