My closet is about 1/2 functional right now. It is going to be a problem when I need to dig out my sweaters. Nathan’s bed was in our room, in front of our closets when he died. Sometime that afternoon I grabbed the pillow he had been lying on and threw it in one side of my closet. The pillow has been followed by a bag from the funeral home with things from his memorial service. I also threw in a large bag of chemo and accutane that fell on me when I tried to get something out of my bathroom closet. It needs to be disposed of safely and I am not sure how. Lastly, there is another bag from the funeral home in my closet – it contains a temporary container with Nathan’s ashes in it. I guess we’re working on the avoidance method for all those things right now.
Perhaps I can do without my sweaters this year.