Entering into the fall season again. Although it's still quite warm, there are a few tell-tale signs.
Spent most of the summer months moving...again.
Nothing takes it's toll on your mind and body like moving. This is the third time I've relocated in the months since Ken died.
Most of his things are still in a friend's garage.
I'm in my new place for a while I think, so it's time to bring Ken's things home and go through them. Still can't even begin to fathom doing it. Hoping the memories are more peaceful than heartbreaking.