Things. They are more than just things because they spark memories the same way certain smells do. I seem to be fixated on my bathroom today because it’s also a place where Kaitlyn left things.

I have this way of leaving certain things the way they were put there by my children or myself in my house for years and will probably be there until I die. It’s not because I’m lazy and don’t want to bother removing them, it’s just that they always remind me of when my girls were young and I love to leave them it their places, just how they left them. It’s comforting somehow.

In my bathroom, next to my sink is the hand towel bar where I hang the hand towels. At this present time there are 3 very special things that Kaitlyn left hanging at different times in her life and all are significant to her life. She never picked them back up or took them with her again after she placed them there. But she had worn them many times previously. All three are necklaces. One is a necklace that she got as a young girl and it has the letters “Angel” in different colors for each letter. The other is her high school class ring on a chain. What a tiny finger she had. The next one is a silver cross. All left as she moved on. All left to hang on that bar forever reminding me of her.


About gatito2

My name is Rhonda. I'm a registered nurse, for the last 20 years, that has not been able to work since the day I learned of my daughter's death by suicide 4-12-13. (She actually died 4-11-13 and her body was not found until the 12th) Me and my husband have been married for 32 years and he's a wonderful man. We grieve in different ways. He works, I write. This is my journey through this horrible land of losing a child..
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