This weekend goes down on the Top Ten Suckiest Weekends of My Life.
Clearing out your elderly mother’s apartment because she’s in a nursing home? Yeah, I can mark that one off my bucket list.
On the other hand, I found a list in my grandfather’s handwriting of the family’s Hebrew names. I have been misspelling mine for a while now. There’s only one yod in Miril.
I’m sorry you’re going through this. But the Hebrew name list is way-cool.
I realize that it is never a pleasant task, but cleaning up the personal effects of someone who has been blessed with long life is better than packing up a soldier’s belongings for shipment to his widow.
My thoughts and prayers go for your Mother’s health.
PS I have found that spoiling my cat does wonders for improving my disposition.
You have my sympathy. In the future you will find many of the memories that will come back from what you have will be comforting. Please try to consider the rest of the time you would have as an opportunity. It is still better than cleaning out the apartment because you have just finished sitting shiv’ah. I know from my own experience.
Did that. It was less depressing. There are special circumstances here that I don’t write about publicly.