“You Can’t Take It With You”

For many, time and external factors has informed how they define this idiom.

Quiet reflection on the last few weeks spent lovingly preparing Mom’s clothing for donation and parting with Zachary’s curated treasures brought me to a powerful realization. Something I’ve known for a while, but hadn’t been able to adequately articulate until today…

So often, those in grief cling to objects of loved ones which for them carry such a strong emotional imprint. Some feel the objects are the only connection left. These personal effects which bring comfort for a period of time do eventually become artifacts. Sometimes they can start to remind us of the loss rather than the love.

I’ve come to know that the sweetness of Mom does not reside in any one thing, it could not possibly be so.

I know that Zachary’s essence is a part of me, just as I was physically a part of him. It is that part of me that was in him I can no longer access. His energy and eternal soul is here with a thought and I’m blessed to still feel him, every day.

For me, “you can’t take it with you” means that each day, no matter what you do, or where you go… in life or in death, we have all we need.

It is ok to let go of the things… the love will always remain as love is immortal.