How to Stop Hoarding Dishes and Kitchen Things After 60
“Grandma, why do you have three can openers?” My grandson was helping me carry groceries in. He opened the drawer by the stove to find a pen, and there they …
“Grandma, why do you have three can openers?” My grandson was helping me carry groceries in. He opened the drawer by the stove to find a pen, and there they …
My sister lifted the garment bag off the hook and unzipped it slowly, as if something might jump out. Something soft and brown slid into her arms. It was our …
The box said “Dining Room Lights” in my handwriting, and I hadn’t opened it in four years. It sat on the top shelf of the hall closet, behind the boxes …
For twenty Christmases, my mother gave me a Hummel. Each one came in a little white box, wrapped in tissue paper. A boy with a fishing pole. A girl with …
Three stamp albums. One heavy coffee can. Twenty-six coin sets, still in their mailing envelopes. That’s what my father left in the bottom drawer of his desk. My mother never …
My mother never sat down in the evening without a crochet hook in her hand. She kept her yarn in a basket by the bed. She watched the news with …
The best money I made this fall came out of my donation tote. It’s the canvas tote that hangs on a hook in my laundry room. When it fills up, …
I made a mistake with my crystal punch bowl. It didn’t sell. I wrote about that this fall, the week my granddaughter helped me list things for sale. Twelve little …
“Is that Dad’s fishing hat?” That was the text my brother sent from three states away, the first Sunday we tried it. My mother was 82. She was sitting at …
This is the list I wish I had tucked into my mother’s birthday card the year she turned 75. She would have rolled her eyes at it. (She did not …