We are moving out of the place where we have lived for nearly a decade to a new city on the opposite side of the country.
This has been quite a long and exhausting process to say the least...
One of the hardest things I’ve had to do so far is look through thousands of disorganized photographs; photos of my children’s births & lives, photos of the fathers who abandoned them, photos from my birth & life, photos of the fathers who have abandoned me, photos of old marriages, photos of friends who are long gone, photos of people who have emotionally & psychologically abused me, photos of people who have physically & sexually abused me, photos that correlate to specific terrible memories or people, beloved animals & people that have passed, old loves, some truly joyful moments, and a whole lot of pain.
I’ve probably spent 11 hours doing this project through all the crying & breaks I’ve needed to take... but I’m getting closer and making “safe” photo albums to take with us on the move! Plus reflecting, processing, throwing things out, & tucking specific things away & will revisit them when I’m mentally able to explore them.