Handle With Care
I am all packed up and moving out of my life. For the past 2 weeks I have been packing up my former marital residence. I have been digging into every corner and closet, uncovering clutter and along with it, hundreds of memories. I located the sticky note my former husband gave me with his phone number (yes, before the days when we could simply bump iPhones). I found every wedding receipt and to-do list. I found the journal I kept when we were expecting our first daughter and cards we exchanged over the years. I found all the heartbreak
