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In an old purse
cards Medicare pension Seniors… all out of date and an assortment of loyalty cards from shops she’ll never visit again I know I should cut them into small pieces toss them into the bin, but it feels like I’m throwing away part of her.
4 Comments
Peggy Gerber
23/12/2022 03:15:37 pm
I know exactly what you mean. It is hard to throw away a loved one’s belongings, even if they are just cards.
Sandra James
23/12/2022 06:40:06 pm
Thanks, Peggy. My mum has advanced Alzheimer's and my Dad is in the earlier stages and even though they will never use most of those things again, it is is hard to throw them away, even the outdated cards. 💛
Sue Clayton
24/12/2022 12:08:43 am
Lovely, Sandra. Your words capture so well how hard it is to let go of a loved one. Holding on seems to keep a part of them with you.
Fliss Zakaszewska
24/12/2022 04:05:47 pm
As Sue said, lovely. Going through my Christmas Card list this year, I see my brother's address, my nephew's and so many other names that I haven't had the heart to delete even after a couple of year of their leaving us. Leave a Reply. |
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