I have to go down stairs to my basement in a little bit. I have all the things my grandmother made for me down there. Along with other things like the baby pictures of my son and daughter. I need to go through the junk too and just put it in the junk pile. But im actually thinking about taking all the things my grandmother made for me and just tossing them. The move to this new house is going to wash away so many bad things from the past couple of years. The problems I had in my marriage. Being outcast from my parents. Getting rid of all the baby items because I cant have anymore children is hurting because I really wanted another child but this cancer took that from me. I was going to toss the stuff my grammie made me because it holds so much negative energy from my childhood. I loved my grammie and I miss her. She was a good woman who loved me very much. But it holds onto the physical and verbal abuse I put up with. All the beatings I ever got while those things were "watching". Everytime I look at the praying hands I think why why why. How much pain both physically and emotionally. I dont know what to do with the stuff :(
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