As Robert packed up the house, tears began to flow in his eyes. So many memories this house held. He thought about the time that he and his sister was playing ball and broke the window in the living room. They was so scared that they would get in trouble. “No worries”, Mother said. “It was an accident. It happens. Next time you want to play ball, please do it outside.” He remembered the smell that rose in the kitchen every Sunday, as she cooked dinner. It was so intoxicating, especially when she made his favorites. Her cooking recipes was known all around the town, and her pies was legendary. He remembered the last time he saw Father with his suitcases as he kissed his son on the cheek; leaving the house never to return. He watched Mother as she cried and begged him to stay. He had never seen his mother cry before. It affected him deeply.
He went upstairs to made sure all the boxes was ready in the bedroom. He could hear her voice as she sung while sewing. Her voice was so sweet and the birds outside joined in harmony with her whenever she sang. But that was all in the past now. He would never that heavenly voice again. He sobbed quietly as he sat in the middle of the floor in his mother’s bedroom. He missed her terribly, for it had only been 2 weeks since she made that heavenly transition. He felt like his heart was breaking and would never heal. Just then, he felt those familiar hands on his shoulder. “Mommy?” As he turned around, he realized that those familiar hands was Simone’s, his sister. “I still can’t believe we are letting go of the house”, as tears continued to roll down his face. Simone just sighed and said, “I know. It is just like we moved here yesterday. It feels like the end of an era, being here for so many years, but we promised Mom we would move on after she passed and let go of the house. We have to honor her wishes. We will still have those memories of her and the house in our heart.” Robert stood up and started hugging her as they both cried. It was time to move forward, but that did not mean it would not be painful. Just then, there was a knock on the door. It was the movers with the van. Right on time, Robert thought. As they watched the movers load up the van with Mother’s belongings, they shed their final tears. They knew and finally accepted that they had to face this new chapter of their lives without their mother. They would get there eventually, but it would take some time.