I have a reprieve! Running a half marathon seems a lot easier than the project of letting go. The time in the car driving to west Texas did give me time to think about yesterday's question of just what psychological obstacles are making this so hard.
Tomorrow I will run my 13 miles down Hwy 385 to Marathon. Not a lot of scenery to enjoy but it has its own beauty. I'll think about grace and family, friends and places. The stuff in my house reminds me of all that but tomorrow's event is evidence that I don't need the stuff to remember and enjoy the memories. It's also proof that making new memories is more fun than sitting home shuffling through the souvenirs.