As we make our way toward the end of this journey in resolving two massive hoarding homes/yards over five years we are mentally and physically fried. We have paid a price and we both sense this is one of those prices in life you do not heal from. The scars, aches and diminished capacities will remain.
Make no mistake, we love these ladies. We love them more now than ever. But, after investing our health, our spare time, our mental well being we still to this day ask “what were they thinking?”. Or in a simpler fashion “why?”.
The easy answer often offered up is they were from the Depression Era. Sure that may be part of the equation for them. But, there is also the underlying emotional components that seem to ‘infect’ this consideration of “why”.
I am not sure we will ever arrive at the answer. We really don’t try. We chase our mental processing tail in asking and answering the unknown here. Trauma, inner pain, easing pain, self reward, a bargain, making money, gratification, beauty, collecting, emotional security, loneliness, emotionally cutoff, grief, unresolved anger and betrayal, childhood abuse/assault……………………………
The answers for these two girls will never be known beyond guesses. At this point, I need to think positive thoughts of love and good moments and not try to figure out this question of why?
It is a reflection, for us, of a price paid. Just like for them. We love you girls!