Smaller things have been boxed till all the brother’s come to Albuquerque and we go through old photos, personal and business letters, ancient sales receipts, copies of contracts completed, old coins, mementos from family trips and reunions, political pins, Time magazines and National Geographic’s, items of clothing that don’t fit any of us.,
Seeing these boxed items out of their original places is disconcerting.
What is more difficult than disposing of stuff is doing a final accounting with the memories they link too.
How we hold thousands and thousands of memories, between our ears, and still manage to function is very much a miracle.
We all have our memories but we can’t always easily give them away, trade them for a newer model, or sell them at the flea market.
This stuff comes with lots of memories, and when it is out of sight, we will move back to living instead of grieving.