Last summer, my sister and I cleaned out our mother's house. It was more than an ordeal. It was... something my mother still is not over. And in the times when she recalls that her daughters gathered up her things and gave them away, I have to leave her presence. My mom started hoarding not long after my first brother died in '89, and got out of control not long after that. When my second brother died in '04, she stayed in the house for about a year, then we had to get her out of there.
I'm sure she wouldn't recall the past 19 years of her life that way, but when faced with the task of emptying a house one has lived in for over fifty years, that was pretty much how my sister and I saw it - like rings on a dead tree.
I had, still have the ambition to edit the video I shot during this time, but I'm not even done logging the tapes. It's just taking a tremendous amount of time on top of all the other things going on. So just to keep this project fresh in my mind, I'm going to post some of the footage here.
This is Mom's House.
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