I've been there too many times myself.
I still have items that belonged to my late Roommate as constant reminders of her presence, including her favorite pot that always made Mac & Cheese dinners in. I have boxes of my Mom's banking statements I have to keep them for a few more years but then there are volumes of old family photos. My Mom sure like porcelain art, and now I have a storage unit full of it. For now i have this Estee Lauder lipstick on my desk No.87 Sunstone Shimmer, it belong to my Mom.
These things are a part of our grief process. At the same time a reminder of how frail life is and how imperfect we live it. Only one person has lived that perfect life.

Like my Mom, I took on her work-a-holic work ethic.
That work ethic may have achieved my financial goals but I learned perhaps too late that it came at a personal cost. This is why I currently MUST prioritize my time with my kids and family. The need to re-familiarize with my off-line friends. To resume my spiritual journey.
I needed to retire early, to lay off the Hive gas pedal and to put what little time I have left to do the good things I was meant to.

“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith.” – Hebrews 12:1-2

Always my friend, with Love 🤗🌺❤️🙏
!LADY