Five months now I’ve lived among stacks of empty boxes. Empty because in my attempt to downsize, I can’t or won’t let go of 46 years of accumulated personal belongings because of the memories attached to them. How do I discard the ‘artistic’ pictures from small grandchildren who may or may not have signed their work but even all these years later, I feel the love they put into every stroke? All the cards received over the years? The paper…..