A life packed into a suitcase. I envied her as I sat on the floor surrounded by boxes - floating in a dead sea of books, ornaments and crockery. I pictured her, a small spare lady with the same surname. In her twilight years staring out at the mountains and sky. Her life sheltering beside her in a bedside cabinet. A memoir stowed away in the drawer - wedding ring, christening shoe, small smiling family in a photo. I envied her as I wedged more stuff into an overpacked removal van.
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