but it seems to have disappeared………………….??
Remember this room and the mess? Well, my daughter and her family have moved in with me. And now I have NO choice but to be going thru Nick’s things. About half of this is sorted already.
As I sat there going thru cars, books, magazines, catalogs….I’d run across little notes he had put in the pages to mark something, his handwriting on each little note.
It finally became too much and I had to stop. My eyes were leaking more than I could control. My 10 year old grandson wondered why I was crying. His ‘mom’ just held me and said “Papa’s stuff” He got it.
He is everywhere in that house.
And I will miss him til the day I die.