So, I’ve gotten thru the house and boxed up memories and got ready to sell my dad’s home. I thought boxing up and have an estate sale were the hard parts……..selling the home was a bit harder. Knowing that I would never go back to that house I spend so much time in and holidays with my family in and just visiting in. Knowing that I helped take care of my dad there after my mom passed and that I would never see it again. That was hard.
We donated the furniture and quite a few of the things I thought someone else could use instead. Once the house was almost empty, I had a hard time with it. When I actually had someone who was interested in it and I decided that was the best thing to do, I thought I would be more relieved than I felt. I know it was the right thing to do. My family and I were extremely tired of cleaning it out but when it got down to bare bones……..it was harder than I thought.
You would think that after dealing with this for almost 2 years I would be overjoyed that everything was done and falling into place, not so much. I had to admit that I hadn’t completely gone thru the grieving process because I had to immediately jump into the house and estate and start getting things ready to sell or whatever I was going to do with them.
When the closing day came, I went up to the house one last time. I walked around and reminisced, took pictures of an empty house I hadn’t seen in years. It was hard to let that go, but I told myself that it was time for a new family to make memories there and time to enjoy the ones I had made there also. It’s kind of been a relief not to spend so much time trying to figure out what to do with everything and getting back to enjoying going back thru stuff I did save. I didn’t really get a chance to look at much, it was more of an instant feeling of “I need to save this” and now I can enjoy it or donate it if need be.
This whole estate thing has been such a process for me. I’m still in the middle of the journey I believe because I haven’t yet finished everything up. I’m just hoping that one of these days I can reflect on all of this without the tears flowing every time…….it still gets me