I've found all sorts of things going through my closet. A lot of random knick-knacks I can give away. A few really useful things like my Hair Glove. Some things I need to hang on to 'till I have more space, like art and a few cooking things.
There are just a few things that I've put in a box to let settle a while longer before I finally decide on what to do with them. There are other things that have been in there long enough for the feelings they inspire to be more approachable. When I found Kuma's collar, I decided at first to put it back into a box. But as I held it in my hands, turning it around and playing with the latch as I thought about my dog, I realized I'm at a place in my head where I don't need to hang on to my dog's collar. I miss my Kuma sometimes. But I have pictures, and I have memories.
