Sorting out

Today the three daughters sorted out Mother's personal items: clothes, shoes, bags, hats, the everyday accoutrements of life. Each item from her considerable collection brought visions of her wearing them, particularly her favourites, many sewn or knitted by her as an accomplished needlewoman. While some outfits belong firmly in the octogenarian category, we were all able to select suitable items that I'm sure she will be happy to see us wearing and making good use of. Unfortunately none of us claimed the hats, as none of us looked particularly fetching and I certainly have no desire to resemble the Queen.
The rest will go to those in need, who hopefully will enjoy receiving quality clothing that was worn by a woman who carried no karmic baggage and would be delighted to help those less fortunate than her. Dad will keep the hats in memoriam.

I will be walking in my mother's shoes. Big shoes to fill.