Yes, these are pre-loved clothes, bags, shoes—you name it, I’ve got them.
Sometimes, clients shyly ask if I can take their things “for donation.” But let me tell you, these are never just old items. They’re stories. Memories. A quiet part of letting go.
Today, I picked up 5 bags from a daughter whose mother is moving into a care home. Dementia is slowly taking her.
She stood at the door, trying to be strong.
“These are my mother’s. I don’t know what to do with them. You can take them… I just can’t.”
I asked, “How are you? Are you okay?”
“It’s tough. She doesn’t always remember me. When my dad had cancer, we had a month. I could prepare. But this? Watching her fade day by day… I wish she’d just go peacefully. This slow loss—it’s too much.”
I held her hand and said:
“With dementia, the pain is shared. It’s no longer her job to remember—it’s yours. Meet her where she is. Hold on to the good moments. Let love guide you through. It won’t be easy, but you’ll learn—because you love her.”
She hugged me tightly.
So yes, these are pre-loved things. But they’re also filled with life, love, laughter. And now, maybe they’ll bring joy to someone else.
Let’s not forget: even secondhand, love never fades. 🤍
#PreLovedWithLove #DementiaAwareness #LettingGo #StoriesInThings #SecondhandStories #HealingThroughGiving
Tag: #lettinggo
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💛 More Than Just Things 💛
My little way of helping the process
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Just the way you want it

Goodbye my dear angel I know you are now in a better place . Your smile, naughtiness shall linger through my memories till the moment I meet you somewhere.
Goodbye my dear madame, for the last time I close your curtina just the way you want it .
Till we meet again somewhere… I miss you so much
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Anticipation

A Matriarch I ran entering your door your eyes lit up and a faint smile broke your lips .
I came near whispering to your ears “did you miss me this much that you have managed to go to the next level ?”
You smile and nod faintly. “I miss you , you are my angel “
I sat beside you, cut your nails washed your hands, and told you stories that you used to love hearing from me. Every now amd then your eyes would open wide amd you smile .
Years ago I met death with resenment , I questioned him swore at him on why taking my brother away .. this time I meet death again , he is around lurking, waiting . This time death comes to me with compassion , this time death make me understand that loving is letting go , that loving is not allowing the person that matters suffer . Death showed me a new face.
I know you are just standing at the corner, waiting for everyone to be ready ..
I am ready , I will miss a Matriarch as she will take her rest but at the same time relieve that finally she can sleep without pain ..Before the sun will totally stop from shining ..I will keep on making juice, wash your hands and whisper words that would make you smile .. I am your angel but one day you will be mine ..

To the woman that you are .. I will always remember you and the moments we were together
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What now?

Paths that we walked ,tunnels of pain that we go through will always end with a green fields of Hope , new beginnings and joy My tears are dried , my wounds have been healed and lessons have been taught .
I smile , walk through the rainbows ,dance to the rhythm of the rain as my heart sing with the melody of the wind .
Out of nowhere there you are standing at the other side of the burning bridge .. There you are extending your hands of friendship..
What now?
You are in the other end singing a melody that we used to sing together ..
My dear my tone , my tune my rhythm has changed .. We couldn’t dance with that music again
I have let go ,I have forgiven , I have learned, and I thank you for standing at the other end .. But I love where I am standing that walking back and holding your hands doesn’t give me the same feeling of trust ..
Maybe one day I will nod and say hello to the friendship that we once have .. maybe ..
❤️

My sun is shinning and my path has a different direction now.. I am happier , I am at peace …
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Light
Bright light shimmer on me .. Dimmer not ,flicker not
Bright light walk with me . Warm my soul , hold me tight
I am hurt , I am wounded

Horizon of hope .. let go , let it flow Bright light clear my eyes , warm my heart .
With you in me, my light will soon exuberate … I look inside me … wipe my tears mend my wounds , learn and accept my lessons .
I will learn , I will humble down .. bow my head , close my eyes … take a breath .. consume me , heal me

Find myself .. center my thoughts .. breath in breath out My light spark on me let me shine , let me smile …
My light will soon let me fly.
❤️
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Letting go
We turned into circles
Fought to hang on … denies to accept that it is time to move on .
For years I hold you close in my heart , for years I try to understand and fit in the box .
You are good but we can not stick together . My heart bleeds but I have to choose myself , my peace , my wholeness
I loved you with my all … that is why I am setting you and myself free from this circle of confusion .
A kiss to rain … a hope to sunrise .
Love never dies , Love doesn’t hold on ..it let go of things that are not mean to be .

Sunset , sunrise .. love hurts love heals one day someday
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Jen

Connection , friendship knows no distance . 
A bouquet of flower was one of the many things that makes you happy Dearest Ter,
How are you ? It has been more than 40 days since you left us . I miss you … I miss the chuckie talks when you would pushed me in a corner of admission. I miss your ” wow” comments even if my selfie were out of this world ..
You have been a part of my chitchats small or unrelevant talks during my breaks I miss that too. If I would enumerate all the little things that I missed from you I know a blog would not be enough.
Our last conversation you just said goodbye to me in a very subtle way . I tried to swayed you to wait for me … my way of asking you to fight a little bit longer . We know it was an uphill battle and you have won them all . You have survived the hardest storm of your life, and the time has come for you to rest . No more pain .. That is why even if our hearts are in pain we have gladly let you go . Worry not for everything will be taken care of .
A vow for a friend has been made.
About a week ago we had the most beautiful heartfelt party . It was both a celebration of our life and the friendships that we have made along the way.
Ter , I know you are smiling down at us … You are now our personal angel..
Bob , Totskie, Dangs, Randy( yes si capt humot🙃) and rest of the Moonwalkers89 misses your naughtiness and the energy that you shared every time we will have our activities .. Fly with us Ter as we will embark a new phase in our Journey .
Forever with us
Jennifer 1972-2022 forever ❤️