Let go of the banana
On the one year anniversary of my wife's death, I took her photographs off the shelf and put them into storage. Thirty years of memories in a box. One day, when I am ready I will let go of the box. But for now it was enough to remove them from daily view. Why? Because I cannot bring her back. Her photos are a painful yet fantastic reminders of a life lived. A wonderful life, beautiful marriage and the best friend I have ever had. As long as I am attached to those photos I will be unable to heal. She is dead. I also took her remains and send them to Minnesota to be conjoined with relatives she loved and adored. All of her remains. I did not keep any for myself. Because even though she was a wonderful person and wife, her remains are just ashes. I needed to let-go. To become unattached to those things that were such a important part of my life, of our lives and love together. It is time ...