We got to the storage unit around 10 am and left about 1 when it got too hot. I purposely adopted an attitude of everything but my daughter’s personal stuff (which she wants to go through) and the antiques go (trash or donate). I donated a lot of stuff. What I wasn’t prepared for was getting emotional about the process. Where did that come from? My family and friends told me ahead of time that I would be but I didn’t see that happening. Uh…wrong. I cried on and off much of yesterday. Embarrassing really. Back to myself today.

Came home and made meatloaf, mashed potatoes and fresh asparagus for mom who isn’t feeling well at this time. Hope things improve there soon.

I had a high school friend who I hadn’t seen in years message me and ask if I wanted to be part of a small group of women she’s putting together through her church. A class that is a place to belong. Something in her message resonated with me and I’m really looking forward to it. I have been feeling disconnected and alone lately.

I hope everyone has a peaceful day.