One thing I haven’t been able to part with is his sloth collection. Each one has a special memory. I only plan to keep a few, but for now, his closet is full of sloths.
My siblings that are visiting helped to clean his room and turn it into a guest room. They moved out the hospital bed, which I plan to sell. We gave most of his clothes to friends. I kept a couple of his sloth shirts.
We haven’t made a decision on how long we will live in Houston. Part of me wants to run far away, but I know it won’t ease my pain.