Retire In Style Blog Too

I have been going through papers and stuff that my husband and I had accumulated over the 61 years of our marriage. He is gone now so I don't worry like I did at one time about what he would want or think. I am just making myself at home in my own home now. It feels good but I am just a little afraid. All of the what ifs are going through my mind...What if I get rid of something important or necessary? I used the term "disrespectful" the other day. There are drawers of memorabilia and files of past taxes and even clipping about dream vacations and the list goes on. I need to sort through another person's life and it seems a little disrespectful right now. Yet, in the midst of it all, I have discovered silver linings. I am like that. My glass is always half full.  Yesterday I was clearing our file folders in a closet when I came across a three ring binder filled with old emails from various people...mostly family dating back to 2001.  The current big dog in my daughter...

But first... you must commit. Every soul needs A commitment Even the cat. Ours came from a trailer park Far away in Texas. It was not fancy... the Trailer Park I mean. He was black and ferocious Surviving on his wits. But the commitment was What he yearned for. We loved him even as he scratched to escaped  And marked the corner. We thought to name him after The cage that brought him to Oregon And commit we did. RV we called him. We memorized him and his name Gone now, missed But not forgotten. b+