Next week is the first anniversary post divorce of what will never be. I decided that I needed to finish purging the paperwork and going thru the holiday stuff before that anniversary.
Since May, a few small boxes in the garage of his stuff were sitting in the garage. The undoing of 16 years together does not happen overnight; things get left behind in the early days. I made a valiant effort to get thru it early by going thru the photos and memory box first.
The process took more out of me than I expected and catapulted me into the hibernation and deep grief that swallowed me up in May and early June. It took me until now to go thru the rest of the boxes that I literally had dumped in the garage and 3rd bedroom.
It took me until the end of June to start parking in the garage again, partially I think so I did not have to look at the boxes every day. Once I had to see them every day again like the holiday stuff, I decided it was time to push thru the sh$t of purging the rest of it.
Last week I handled the paperwork. My files are now organized just the way I like, which is funny as the last 3 years they became completely unorganized and I just didn’t want to deal with it. My friend yesterday said that was like a metaphor for my life these last 3 years.
There are options in this life: over it, under it, or….straight through it. I am plowing straight through it.
I am also somewhat obsessively creating new memories with things and places we shared….Some people have said they avoid it all, but I do not want to lose favorite places…