The past year has been filled with such small changes. Little artifacts have surfaced since my mother passed. I am not a collector, per se, except I do collect small wooden cats and beads. However, my grandmother was a collector and by default my mother. Needless to say, I have a small stash of Hummels and other Tchotchkes.
Little by little, I am sorting through some of this and trying to make decisions on what to keep and what to list on eBay. If anyone reading this has an opinion about what to do with left over things from family members that have passed, I would sure appreciate hearing from you. It is emotional to say the least but since I have a finite amount of space I have to be reasonable about what I hang on to.
As Christmas approaches I feel a sense of dread coming. I wish I could sleep the entire holiday away. I wish I could sleep the entire month of December away. It feels really big and burdensome this year. My mother would be 66 this year on the 20th of December. She died on the 18th of December, last year. I honestly feel like I want to crawl into a hole and cover myself over until spring. Maybe then I will bloom like a daffodil.