It's so hard to lose things that are connected to our Self. My Ma kind of did the same thing, keeping a storage shed her and Dad had for about 20 years and paying that price a month. The one time we went over to open it up to see it, the dust was so bad that I went into an immediate asthma attack and we had to leave. We shut it up again, and other than me grabbing a couple quick things from my childhood, nothing was taken home, nothing saved. She ended up just letting it go, not paying for it, and so the owners got into it and God knows who all took what. I mourn the loss of those things still. I totally get where he's coming from and I wish him healing and peace. It's a hard thing, losing dreams.
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Date: 2025-01-24 07:23 am (UTC)