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.