After He Had to Go
One week ago tonight he left our home for good. We knew one day he would go, we just didn't expect that it would have been this soon. The way things had been going the past few weeks, I knew that I didn't think I could make it through the holidays with things going the same way. But when the final straw broke this camel's back, that's all she wrote. Well, not really. Five big black garbage bags lied in wait down my hallway. His bedroom door remained shut because the alternative was just too ridiculous to even consider. I couldn't go in there without becoming angry, sick, and overwhelmed with so many emotions...and smells. That room full of stink and filth didn't seem like reality. It was hard for me to fathom why and how he could create this mess and allow himself to live within it. But there it was, waiting for something. The five black bags contained much of his clothing, all filthy, that had been strewn a...