Boxes!

So. Many. Boxes! In the midst of the COVID-19 pandemic, my sister jetted out to Florida, to help deal with our late father's possessions. She had an almost-constant stream of text messages and photos going with family members, while she went through Dad's things that were laying around, and also when she opened box after box of our grandmother's and great-grandmother's things that were stored in Dad's inaccessible hallway. I tried to resist taking very much, but still, over the past two weeks, I've received enough boxes from her, to fill up the one side of my garage that has no cars.