cleaning the closet
When Kevin left for Iraq, I just made a pile of his things in our closet. That pile has not moved until today. A friend came over a couple months ago who had not seen our place so I was giving the grand tour. I blurted out that I hadn't cleaned up the pile because somehow it made me feel like Kevin was still here. That time has definitely passed, but the pile remained. Yesterday I finally made the decision that I did need to clean it up, and today I washed the load of laundry that emerged from the pile. While filling up the washer I realized just how quickly big people clothes can fill it up (I haven't washed a load of strictly adult clothing in five months).