As you might have read earlier my parents have relocated to a independent living community and they have downsized. This weekend is their estate sale where they are selling loads of household items. I have already claimed many items I want to keep. It’s weird going into the house where they lived to see it looking more like a store than a home. A house is a house but it takes a family and yes their stuff to make it a home.
It’s been an emotional few weeks leading up to this. I am glad they are in a place that will help care for them and be there in case of emergencies. However its a recognition of their mortality and in some way my own too.
Life moves forward, people age, we all will face something like this soon. I am going to remember my family as they were with the full knowledge they and myself are not the same.
It is very weird sorting through one’s parents possessions. Objects can have so much meaning or none at all
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Very strange indeed.
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Home is where there is love! That’s what I believe…
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So true.
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I had a conversation on this the other day. There are many things we cannot chose in life and our age is one of them. You are wise to keep the memories close because sometimes seeing our parents aging is difficult to watch. As A. Rinum said above. “Home is where there is love!”.
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