I was just looking back to September of last year and ran across this. I can’t believe it’s almost been a year!!! Wow, time flies.
Will I even miss the mess?
“My mom used to force us to do this at least twice a year”, I said, as we sifted through each and every item in her closet and drawers. My daughter is quite the packrat and I knew we had better take a day (and preferably a full one) before her move to Texas to dig in deep.
As we went through every box, purse, bag and crate piece by piece, she painstakingly decided which pile the item would make its home.
Memory after memory assaulted my mind as I tried to keep this a lighthearted event. There were the multiple pairs of Toms that she began wearing after her first trip to Mexico, when she learned she could supply another child with a pair if we bought them. This reminded me of how compassionate she has always been. There was the birthday card…
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Long walks and dark chocolate 
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