My mother passed away two days after Christmas in 2016, and in the year following her death and going through my mother’s belongings I came to realize that, to some degree, she was hoarding.

Now I myself know the difficulty of throwing some things away, or the mild worry of running out of shampoo or toothpaste or hand soap and not having any in the house. And along those lines, I think, my mother was hoarding quite specific things.

A lovely photograph of my mother as a young woman.