Wardrobe

“I’m ready to tone down my wardrobe,” I said out loud as I stared at my overstuffed closet.  The problem was that it was not my only clothes that were currently overflowing – shoes, skirts, jackets, sweatshirts, everything.  I racked my brain to try and figure out how I had let my closets get this out of control, but here I was. 

I sighed and started pulling everything out of my closet, one by one.  I started laying each piece into either a pile of yes, no or maybe.  I quickly realized there were more clothes that I hadn’t worn in years and wasn’t sure I had ever really liked them.  I quickly became obsessed, obsessed with getting rid of my old life. 

As I looked at the growing pile of ‘no’ clothes, I realized I had bought most of them after my breakup with Cody.  The departure from my safety net and comfortable life I had with Cody had disappeared every time I distracted myself with shopping. 

Cody and I had what I thought had been the perfect life.  The day he left me was the day I lost everything.  I hadn’t thought about what the rest of my life would be like until today.  This was the first day of the rest of my life.  I just hoped I could keep the steam going to get out of the rut I was stuck in.  I just first had to visit Cody at the cemetery to finally let go.