I have to clean my house. I have to get rid of as much as I can, for when I have to move, to a small place, possibly even a group home. It hurts very badly throwing their stuff away. All this memories. Even the smallest items meant a lot to my parents. I wish I could keep it. Storage is expensive and only pushing the problem down the road. Better to suffer getting rid of it now, then later. i.e. get it over with. My father died in 2004, my mother is 91 with Alzheimer's in a nursing home. I am dreading that day, which is coming closer and closer, at faster speed. Only the man upstairs knows when that day is going to come, but it will be here soon, very soon. I hope I don't have a breakdown when that happens. My mother is all I have. No friends, no family.
