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Daveen's avatar

Hi Michelle, I only subscribed this year but I enjoy all your posts. This one in particular has really resonated with me, my mother died almost 2 years ago and I have most of her house living in my spare room. I walk in, and immediately walk out again, overwhelmed, not just about living with my loss, but incapable of saying goodbye to my childhood, my life. What you wrote, I think, will help me find the courage to look forward instead of looking back.

Though of course there’s always the possibility that I’m just incredibly lazy 😂.

Thanks again,

Daveen

Louette Harding Race's avatar

This post chimed with me, also. I think my house only really came together after our house fire, which was a process that taught me a lot about myself, both in the immediate decisions - what you take from a burning house does, indeed, reveal something about yourself - and in the few weeks afterwards, when we were faced with ruin, not knowing if the insurance company would pay up. I remember us resolving to use the opportunity to travel, in a van, with the dog, which was hardly a long-term future but indicated certain priorities, too. I threw away so much stuff after that and I think I've gone too far the other way. The lack of stuff now points to someone who doesn't want to admit how rooted she is, who would like to pretend place is not vital to her, because I know it may be taken away randomly and is not, in reality, a safe space.

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