Vi,
You never know when in your grief you help others to heal even further. After reading the post about the shoes, I sat here and tears filled my eyes until I looked down and realized I had on Daddy's pj bottoms. They were the ones he always wore at the home and are those wonderful cotton pants with the drawstrings...you know what I'm talking about?

Well, days after his death, I was going thru things I had brought home with me from the VA home when I noticed a bag I had held tight during that entire night...in it were these pants and a few other "Daddy" items. I wear them every, single, night. Talk about comforting. You never have to really let go. Not really.

JJ