Clearing out a partners clothes etc...

*chocs

I’ve just realised that several bags of clothes had been deliberately sorted by my wife to go to the charity shop. I also found three separate items which have still got labels and swing tags. It would have simple to have taken the bags of clothes to the charity shop when she was alive but seems a much more difficult prospect now.

Far from clearing out, I find myself repairing Eileen’s clothes.
Whilst looking for one of my raincoats I mistook one of Eileen’s for mine. They are superficially similar, both navy blue gaberdine Aquascutums. I noted that the belt buckle from hers was missing. It’s of the removable type, possibly taken off during the dry cleaning process, but not in any pocket.
So I have ordered a suitable replacement.

And with that announcement I will, again, try to get some sleep.

Sleep ! Ha ha !
I have just unloaded a coloured wash, hung it to dry, and loaded/started a white wash. I am now on my second mug of Ovaltine.

Hello Edwin. I’ve just finished a mug of hot milk. Sleep is a thing of the past. I used to be a great sleeper.

Aren’t you domesticated?!

Hi Shelia How are things with you ? Have you been to Clarins for your massage etc., I still have this chest infection and have got another lot of tablets from the Doctors I already feel low because of the time of year as we all do but this is making me worse, Just want Colin back so things can be as they always were when we were so happy its so difficult trying to move on when you have been with that person since you were a teenager and we are now in our seventies , How are your sons do hope you are hearing from them, What a life this is, Take care Shelia Love Pammi xxx

hi my mother passed away 19 months ago (she lived with us) to ovarian cancer and my husband passed away this July from melanoma. I haven’t touched my husbands cloths it’s not the time yet. I will when I’m good and ready . I still have my still have my mother’s stuff to sort out too but I feel ready to do that now.

Hi Shelia, So sorry to hear you are so down what a nasty complaint to gave your mouth and eyes must be so sore, hope it gets better before Christmas,Cant believe you havnt seen your son in 5 weeks so upsetting for you I don’t think they understand how we feel at all and they will never know because they wont have the marriages that you and I have had, I also think its sad that you havnt been invited to the strictly show even to that they don’t realize what a nice break it would be for you they just get on with their lives and don’t give two hoots, My Daughter and her friend went to see the Freddie Mercury film would have loved to have been asked as really liked him but no , Like you I don’t drive and do everything for myself don’t ask for nothing at all and have been so unwell with this chest infection but had to manage on my own , Yet I help out moneywise whenever I can its never a problem . We are the old school Shelia and things are so different now glad we had the good times with our Husbands because that cannot ever be taken away from us so we live for our memories My Daughter does phone me about 3 times a day so that is nice and will be going to her for Christmas but miss seeing her, Bought a lot of snowdrops today so hope its nice tomorrow so I can put them in, Ive told myself that the new year I will get my head together and get back to my veggie eating and stop eating ready meals that ive been doing a lot since Colin passed , Colins funeral is a year tomorrow and still cant believe he has gone , Your birthday is in January same as mine I am the 31st and will be 76 where as all that time gone but 59years was spent with my lovely Husband, And yes Shelia this is not a life as you say but it is an existenceand we plod on

Sorry went before I had finished Take care I think of you often, love Pammixxx

I hope you will be better soon as well. Yes I also miss the cuddles and late night chats just everything about him I miss, xxx

I think the riddle of the mystery chocolates is solved. My son-in-law brought them when he visited us in June.
In June, the world was different, so different.
He is a fine man. He flies in again tomorrow. Maybe we’ll munch a few Thornton’s Continental Selection in memory of the wonderful person he bought them for.

Preparing a room for him and my daughter has meant moving a few things, and I came across a bottle of Chanel No 5 with a tiny drop left. This is the bottle I bought in Steamer Point in 1965, out of my 12 months back pay, and brought home as a gift for her. I bought her more No 5 in subsequent years, though her favoured pong was Estée Lauder Youth Dee, but she always kept that tiny drop. Amazingly, that last tiny drop, treacly and darkened with age, still retains its lovely fragrance, even to my virtually extinct olfactory senses. As I hold the bottle to my nose, memories of so many special “dressed up” occasions come flooding back.

My God, I love that woman.

*Dew

Like you Edwin, I’ve been tidying and moving things around in preparation for family coming to stay over New Year. I’m not throwing anything away but I’m finding it really difficult to move things around and disturb them. My two granddaughters will probably sleep in the room where all their grannies things are as I don’t think my daughter will want to face that.
I almost feel debilitated in trying to just move things around but I think I’m glad they are coming to stay.

I spray my husband’s deodorant in the bathroom. The smell is intoxicating. Oh it smells so good. If I close my eyes I can pretend he’s there…

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I do that Kate, also, we had got a new double quilt for our bed but hadn’t put it on, then when I had knee surgery Alan slept in the spare room so as not to catch my knee during his dreamstate wrestling (always a restless sleeper) anyway when I had to move everything when the heating was being replaced, I found Alan’s scent still on the spare quilt, I’ve swapped it for the new double and shall keep it on our double bed until his scent is no more. Some may think I’m odd, let them, one of my ways of existing through this heartache. ☆

I spray Tim’s aftershave on the last pyjama top he wore and hug it at night and pretend I am hugging him, I loved hugging him, everything always felt better after a hug.

Hear, hear…x