It's been a little under 27 years since my late wife passed, and things related to her life still pop up now and then. Today, I stumbled across some items related to her life and our life that I didn't expect to see. First came baby pictures of my wife in a small book related to her early life. Then, I found our wedding certificate near the book. It doesn't mean much, save that it is a reminder that she was an important part of my life.
Soon, it will be the 27th anniversary of my wife's death. I was very lucky to have had her in my life when I did, and I cherish the memories of that time. Yes, she did know that I liked wearing women's clothes (I didn't know what being transgender was) and accepted this on all but our wedding night. But I'll always wonder, that had she survived, would she have accepted me for who and what I am?
While cleaning up the apartment, I also found something I wasn't looking for - some costume jewelry that I liked to wear, that usually hung on the knobs of a dresser near my computer desk. When the electricians were here in August, I had to move the dressers, so that they would be able to get at the electrical outlets behind them. So, I put everything into a bag, and stuffed it into the mess sitting on a chest near the foot of my bed.
At this point, cleanup was a big "might as well" task, and I started to empty out one of my dresser drawers, so that I had a place to stash some of the mess on top of my desk. And I realized that I could start another donation bag for charity. There were 6 sweaters in that drawer, and 3 of them went into the donation bag. Now, I had a place where I could put my leggings, so that I knew where they were.
In the end, I still had a mess, but I was making progress towards getting this place in shape....
