every card, every newspaper clipping, every wedding invitation, every funeral bulletin, every high school graduation announcement, every letter written to her, every program from band concerts, everything. I could go on and on, but I mean everything. Everything. There was a funeral. It snowed. I saw all of my cousins again. And aunts and uncles and great aunts and uncles. And family I don’t even really know. I was a pallbearer. We went through her stuff and started dividing up what we wanted. Mostly it was things we had sent to her - 20-60 years ago. She still had it all.
I want to share more but I can’t even think about it without being a weepy, emotional mess. It has been a very emotional past few days down memory lane. My heart hurts.
Got 193 steps this morning without even getting out of bed. One of the kittens stole my Fitbit off of my nightstand and was batting it around the room at 5 am. Thanks for the steps kittens (and for waking me up at 5 am).
I’ve also apparently climbed 25 flights of steps this morning. I think I’ve probably climbed 5.