My brother, my sister, and I, have just finished cleaning out my parents house. I'm exhausted.
We have a professional cleaning crew coming in, to make it look good. I have to go sign the closing papers tomorrow. The neighbors a few houses down, actually bought the house.
They have a step daughter and her husband that was living with them. Now, they have their own house, close by.
It's just a mind fuck looking at old photo albums, and realizing that this is really it.
I was looking at one of bhanks threads, and noticed that my parents had their house built in 2004 as well. I really don't think it has sunk in yet.
I watched the Superbowl for the first time without my father. My mother died on Superbowl Sunday last February.
Growing old sucks.