I just lost it... I mean weeping, screaming lost it. I unpacked four boxes of clothes today which means I packed up three boxes of clothes to be donated. I figured it would be an emotional experience and I have to admit, I did kiss some away that meant a lot to me but I knew I'd never wear again. It wasn't until nearly five hours later, after listening to my son scream himself to sleep because we took his binkie today, that I lost it. I collapsed into bed and sobbed uncontrollably.
I hate to see what happens when I drop it off at the goodwill... Wish me luck. I'm going to need it. Any likely some prayers.