Am I the only one who misses my kids terribly? I cherish the things they have left behind, because that’s all I have of them left.
They aren’t “mine” any more, they are married and busy professionals, with kids of their own. I remember how busy I was at their age. My mum hardly came into my head, nor could I visit her regularly being 6 hours away. That was the days before mobile phone...even a phone until later. None the less, their rooms are still their rooms, now with the added addition of my grandchildren’s names on the doors.
That’s all I have to remind me of the very very happy days when my children were living with me, their mum and I cherish these memories. I’m never going to be downsizing, leaving this 5 bedroom house, purely because my husband never really lived in it all these 45 years he worked long, long hours. My darling dogs and cats are all buried in my back garden.
Yes, one room has a lifetime of memories in it, and each other room has memories. Some baby toys and memorable clothes, photos, books and other bits they left behind and I cherish everything. Their room will always be their room!
I’m hanging on to the past, I know, but it was a great past, and now I’m saving my grandchildren past. Guessing you all think I’m crazy, but when you live mikes away from your home town, no one to help you get out on your own, a husband who just slept in the house, that is the only comfort I have left....and one friend who has another 12 years before she retires!! I’m home alone now.