I took myself off for a walk this afternoon. I had to try and get my head around parting with things which had been so connected to Keith, from our dealing days. I had been trying to cope with it by telling myself that these were just "old stock" which he had overpriced, or weren't what people wanted, or . . . but somehow it all goes so much deeper. I could remember researching various pieces, occasions when "customers" would try to show off their "expertise" by running something down. They were usually completely ignorant about whatever they were trying to pretend to be an expert about, but it always rankled. This especially since Keith has died, as it's almost like a slur against him and his knowledge. I could remember the occasions when we bought something, when Keith had done a good deal with one of his mates, laughing about something, me saying to him "WHY did you buy that?" I will confess to having been in tears the last few days, because of having to face up to all this and process my emotions.
He would tell me I have done the right thing, but it has been hard. I need to start sorting out the contents of the stables and his workshop. I will put a listing up on Facebook Marketplace for his barrels of bits of old chairs, stretchers, legs, table legs, short bits of wood for repairs. No good to me, but if someone still does repairs . . . otherwise someone might want it as firewood. I can't deal with that just yet though.
It felt very cold this morning when I did my shopping in Llandod. Fortunately it was a bit warmer after lunch when I walked to the old telephone box and back (2 miles).
Processing grief is complex, as it spears you from so many different angles, and always catches you unawares. The one constant is that part of you is missing, your main reason for living ripped away and the wound that is left behind only has the flimsiest of skins over it. I am off to try and find something on tv to distract me.
You will find the right "wood botherer" who will love that pile of useful bits....
ReplyDeleteWe have had a lovely day out at Chatsworth today with daughter and granddaughter to celebrate Alec's birthday which is tomorrow. He will be 78. MIL went on the bus to the nursing home and he was practically born on the doorstep. Its always hard letting go of items that loved ones have treasured or worked hard for, but Keith would want you to feel free, but it must be very annoying when know it alls do down your items. Miss Sheva is very annoyed with me as I won't let her out at night, lots of fireworks going off, the end of Divali and beginning of November 5th celebrations! Take care. Xx
ReplyDeleteGrief is a very personal feeling, it can catch you unawares.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry for the grief you're experiencing, it must be so hard. In a practical sense Keith bought these items to sell on, so by doing so you continue his legacy and share him with others. But that won't fill the empty places in your heart. Sending a warm gentle hug. You are doing great, be proud of yourself, Keith and the kids are.
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lizzy
Grief comes in waves and hits at the least expected time. Remember Keith purchased the items and would love you to sell them. ((Hugs)).
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
It is difficult letting go of things that meant something to your love. Keith will always be with you in your heart and memories.
ReplyDeleteMy husband of 45 years died last July 2024. I have made some progress over the last 15 months but it isn’t linear is it - some progress one day then the next day tearful and anxious. I have donated or sold many of his diy tools and his clothing. I hope you enjoy your fabulous sounding holiday and send you my very best wishes.
ReplyDeleteI thought I knew grief - both my parents died before I reached 18 : but when my husband died I realised that I was not prepared for the death of “ my person”. And I am not sure you ever can be .
ReplyDeleteAt just over 2.5 years since he died I am very unhappy and find joy elusive . I am the lone woman in our previous group of friends, and so have avoided meeting up as it’s too painful an experience to do solo. I find that people’s tolerance of grief is limited - a friend I thought understood told me recently I should be “ over it” by now . We no longer talk
You are living through one of the most traumatic and devastating experiences a human can face - please be kind to yourself
Gabriella
Take your time. Another day will do just as well if today isn't the day.
ReplyDeleteI know how you feel. I a, experiencing much the same, but think you are doing well. My husband of 65 years died a few months ago, We had been working side by side in our business for 55 years. So our stock represents much of our lives, as we travelled to shows and buying things. I dont drive ,so can no longer attend fairs , but I am slowly sorting our stock, each piece is a memory, as you know. so keep going. My thoughts are with you .
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Grief is the most difficult of emotions to deal with, isn’t it…. I’m so sorry you lost your anchor so relatively young….
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