I'm Off

I'm off to Michigan for a few days.

The process of emptying my mother's house has been long and so much work. My trip this time is to meet with the movers who are hauling back east some things we couldn't bring ourselves (read "too heavy"): my mother's piano, a sleeper sofa, and a dining room table. If all goes according to plan, after this trip there will be nothing left in the house that the family wants. The rest will be for the appraisers, Goodwill, yard sale, trash, or simply staying with the house.

There's so much gone already that the place has devolved into a house rather than the home it once was.

The trip also marks the end of an era. When I first slept in that house in July 1970 my driver's license, high school graduation, and college were still in the future. After this week, all the beds and mattresses will be gone.

Tomorrow marks the last time any of the Whites will sleep there.
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