I was stranded in another state sorting through a big house owned by my deceased parents, as I handled their estate. While inventorying antiques, going through family albums, and coordinating donations to area churches, I was often experiencing heavy emotions. I am an only child with no aunts, uncles or first cousins, so I was the sole witness to all that their lives had been. My emotional journey was an exhausting process that took over ten months to complete.
Through it all, my dear husband managed things back home. I drove five hours frequently to spend time with him, but I had to keep going back. Then I found you, and you became my audio lifeline. You prodded me to get off the couch, stop my sniveling and keep focused on the task at hand. No matter how dark things seemed, you kept me motivated. If your callers could work to get their own butts in gear, often having suffered much more than I, then so could I.
Thankfully, I got everything done, and managed to sell my parents’ home just two days before the pandemic lockdown. Thank you for being there for me during countless lonely hours dealing with the fallout and debris that happens after people die. You helped me move beyond grief. I have returned to my sweet, patient husband and our very lucky and happy life together.
Lots of socially distanced hugs,
Jennifer
Grief: Moving from Death to Life
