Surely in some ethics or philosophy class I have pondered this question. Tonight it was a good thing. It was not a phyiscal fire persay and no one was physically injured. I spoke with my mother yesterday who informed me that I should come by to pick up few things. She said she would swing them by on Thursday. Oh and by the way they were moving. WHAT?
OK so I got over the initial shock and said OK I will be here on Thursday.
I get a call today saying that I should really come by TODAY. OK I say, I will be by after my late softball game. I get there to pick up a couple of boxes and find out that she has not packed most of the stuff oh and by the way they need to be out by 6 tomorrow morning. So if I want anything like my great grandmothers CHINA I should pack it up now. By the way it was 10 pm when I got there.
I grabbed what I could and threw what I could of my childhood into a few boxes. I drove home and the good Frater came back with me to save what I could of my childhood stuff. Baby pictures, check! Graduation stuff, check! Great grandmothers china from Hungry, check! Christing cup, check! It is now 1 am and I am still stunned.
I have always joked that if you could not carry it in a duffle bag you did not need it. I had always implied that your parents would be hanging on the rest.
I am trying to understand this whole thing. I am trying to not make it about my loss but right now I do not have a good grasp on that and I am downright pissed. This whole thing is fucked up and confusing. I love her but I am angry and pissed.