It was always going to need doing – sorting out My Jane’s clothes.
I had already given a load of shoes and handbags to a charity that raise money for cancer. But her clothing was another matter. Very personal.
A collection bag from the same charity was put through my door and I decided it was time to do it.
The bag was small. The clothing collection not so.
But I checked with them and any number of additional bin bags were OK.
5 bags later….WHY did she have so many clothes!! A woman-thing, I know.
It was not as sad as I feared. Not to say I didn’t sit and sob once it was done as it’s now another chapter closed. Cathartic I think they say.
Someones life choices in clothing consigned to bin bags.
But I’m glad I’ve done it.
