Some days ago, after days and days of Mamma asking me, I finally decided to clean up Papà's clothes (including shoes). Yes, I know 5 years is such a long time. Anyway, after my siblings chose what they wanted to keep, and putting almost half of the clothes in plastic bags that will then be given to those who need them, I think 1/4 of Papà's clothes, together with 4 shoes and a slipper, ended in a box because I refuse to let go of them.

I felt so sad and heavy while sorting through his things. After five long years his clothes still smell like him. I was being so dragging, it took me almost 4 days to finish. I feel like energy has been drained off of me. I was on the verge of crying a couple of times, and now I feel like crying nonstop.

My heart feels so heavy. Good night, and see me in my dreams.

Labels: doing it the soap-opera way, Famiglia, Si Dindin