Loss

So Rick (with his kitty Isis) is in Florida now. Even with abandoned belongings strewn everywhere, the house still feels empty without him.

We're going through all the stuff he left behind, sorting it into piles: trash / recycle, Goodwill, sell, give to various friends, keep, set aside for him because he probably didn't mean to leave it. There is an amazing amount of stuff. We've already made one mixed-paper recycle run with a full car.

It is incredible how much this feels like going through the estate of someone who is deceased. (In some sense, that's what it is. The person he used to be was shucked off like an old skin...)

*sigh*