Clearing her out.

Someone pointed out to me yesterday that if I wanted another woman in my life I had to clear my wife out. I never really thought about it until then. So the clear out happened. My daughter now has her stuff in her bedroom, ashes, photos jewelry. I felt some guilt and sadness but it wasn't as bad as I thought. Now there's some of her art in the lounge but that's pretty much it. Not even a photo of her. I purged my bedroom too. Bruised, not broken, choosing to move forward one step at a time.