death
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M dragged yet another box out of the closet and plopped it tiredly upon the bed. “She kept so much crap!” And she did. Photos, mementos, things she’d used in the past and put away. She figured she might need them again someday. But that day never arrived. Instead, she’s now buried beneath six feet…
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It’s been a long couple of weeks. A relative went from being fine to dead with cancer. I practically lived by her side during her last days. We began the process of going through her things today. A little dog was laying in her chair, waiting for her to come home as I entered. He…