A bit overwhelmed by the amount of stuff, when we had already unpacked everything we had with us in the condo.
Where do we put it all, and why do we have it?
Today I realize that it is really boxes of emotion to unpack, harder than just stuff.
Our plan while packing was that if it was too painful to get rid of it, just store it.
Now all these emotionally fraught items are here, being unpacked and incorporated into our lives.
The canning supplies, when we made applesauce as a a happy family.
Five different types of knife sharpeners because Lev loved to sharpen knives.
School thermoses.
Cups and plasticware that are left over from Lev's memorial.
Lev's life size wresting guy.
Lev's heavy bag.
Trunk, suitcase and boxes of Lev's things that we couldn't part with.
Five of Lev's boffing weapons, after getting rids of dozens.
Trunk of kids sports stuff.
Legos
Outdoor table with four chairs.
Tent where Lev had his last morning, unconscious and seizing.
