I sold Zach’s things today.
I never got to parent him.
I gave away parts of his things for baby gifts and such for the past 3 years but it was dragging out the grief.
So, I pulled myself together and sold everything I had left.
I feel relief. Some sad, but more relief.
Now I can go up in the attic without crying. My attic may actually get cleaned out!
Zach’s 3rd birthday was on July 10th. it was time to let him go.
Next I try to get rid of my baby books.