I recently reached closure in a family matter. A legacy matter. I did not think I would ever achieve any peace when it came to matters of my mother’s stuff, the unfortunate legacy of disquiet that settled, like the heavy dust and grime of neglect over long stretches of time, on the things left unsettled […]
Organizing & Impossible Futures
I have discovered being parentless and a sole surviving sibling is that life seems different when you are the only one who remembers family events and stories. This includes my feelings about “stuff.”