When Chris died, I was left with a closet full of his clothes and didn’t know what to do with them. I started giving them away before my sister-in-law stopped me. “You need to save them! Maybe make a memory quilt for Chad and Shane or for yourself out of Chris’ favorite shirts. Or a stuffed animal for your grandchildren.” Well, none of us wanted a quilt, and I didn’t have any grandchildren on the horizon. Over time, I sorted out his favorite clothing to keep. (Chris had a lot of favorites.)

Three years passed, and I now had a granddaughter on the way. But every time I tried to pick out which item(s) of clothing to use first, it was too emotionally overwhelming. I could still envision Chris wearing those clothes. With the help of two dear friends, I was finally able to make a decision.