I just lost my mother last year to brain aneurysm. Everything happened so fast and unexpected and before I knew it, I was confronted with a pile of her things to sort out. I cried the first 2 days I was doing it. Not at all of her things but certain things that jog memories. But after a while, I learned that she’ll live in my head. I let go of so many of her things. Your writing has really resonated with me. Thank you for sharing your thought :)