My mother and my mother-in-law passed away
seven and four years ago, respectively.
It has been very hard to summon the courage
to go through their purses.
I'm not talking about their checkbooks and wallets
or other time sensitive items.
Those were dealt with right away.
I'm talking about the pens and notebooks,
phone numbers and nail files,
mending kits and mirrors,
and one plastic rain bonnet.
I finally did go through the two purses
and kept just a few meaningful items.
I am discovering that as time passes
and I look through things again,
I always find some things I can let go of
that I previously thought I needed to keep.
Progress is slow, but progress is progress.
