My husband and I decided to tackle the room in our house that stores all the crap we never got around to going through when we moved here. There were bags of clothes in the big closet in that room and we were going through them seeing which ones we wanted to keep or give away or if needed, throw away. There was a big bag and I was the only one in the room. So I opened it and it was my mom's clothes she gave to me when she started losing weight from chemo. They still smelled like her. I just could'nt look at them. Ever scince then I have been sad. It's been 6 years. 6 years!!! I should'nt still be greiving like this.