In a bit of a state of flux just now so I have once again been neglecting the blog. Also in process of renovating my home and it’s a harder slog than I’d like. Everywhere there are traces of the male me but bit by bit I’m erasing all of that. It’s more emotional than expected.
It’s really what I’d call “Extreme Nesting “. My surgery isn’t that far away realistically and so I am making sure my recovery will be in a safe and comfortable space. One that better reflects me. I’ll be spending plenty of time here.
But it has been somewhat tumultuous so far. Turns out Chris kept mementos of all sorts of things. I’d managed to forget that somehow. Some from childhood, many from nights with friends and especially weddings and even funerals over the years. It all meant something to him and, by default, therefore me. And it’s been hard deciding what stays and what joins the history of the life I’m leaving in the past.
It’s also been good though. It’s cathartic and rewarding and it’s thrown up memories that had slipped quietly into the background. Revisiting them has been pretty pleasant. But as much as I don’t intend to forget them, I have new memories to make. And a new life just around the corner. Hope it’s half as good as his.