tearful evening

I was going to move bins that were in mom's room,but now in kitchen, to garage.

I opened the top one which contained mom's seven dwarves. I plan on giving them to faith one day.

There I also found her yearbooks from St Josephs Academy, a grandmother book I had bought her and all the pictures she had framed on her pie cupboard

 I started to cry and decided today was not the day to deal with it.

I started to make gingerbread bears a recipe from a cookbook Joe got me.

The memories would just not hold back.

I called Charlie who put me on speaker phone with Ryan and Kris.

I blurted out everything on my mind for over an hour.

Maybe time to go back to a therapist.