You asked about MLCers, back when W stood in a blizzard and went through a box of her stuff.
My W left everything. All her childhood things are here, photo albums, keepsakes, everything.
I think they are like a teenager, a bad version of who they were. Imagine a teen with money, cars, house, freedom, no responsibilities, ya it is going to be bad. They live in the past, within themselves.
There are different paths into the brain, to memory. Seeing things long fogotten, hearing a favorite song, tasting something from your childhood, the smell of Mom cooking supper, or the tactile feel of special items.
The box of W’s things touch on many of these. Stirred up memories and brought her to the present, for a while. Seeing what she has given up, the guilt, the shame, the memories - it is enough to make someone stand in a blizzard and pause in the fogotteness of the lost.
Take care marina. You are doing great.
DnJ
Feelings are fleeting. Be better, not bitter. Love the person, forgive the sin.
