15 October 2016, Miami Beach, Florida. Guillermina lent me her inflatable mattress and electric pump. I used it for about a month in October 2016. Thank you again my dear. The rest, my clothing as I waited for the sale of the apartment to conclude. Paperwork. A few pads. Pens. Makeshift tables, surfaces to write on. Camera. Shoes. The minimum of things I needed for the day to day. A chair. Running shoes. Bathing suits. Goggles.
My sister and I had given away almost everything to charity. Emptied the closets. Emptied all the dressers and shelves in the bedroom and kitchen and living areas. Clothing, shoes, dishes, furniture...we sold a few things. Gave things away to friends in need. People who knew my parents for years. I spent over two months in Miami Beach during the fall of 2016. Heartache every day watching my parents material lives disappear before my eyes. The things they wore. Their stuff. The things that made their life comfortable. Their final living space.
I had pulled in a few chairs, dead plants in their pots, off the terrace because a hurricane was expected. Needed to pull everything off the terrace that could fly with the winds. In the end we were hardly touched. It was, thankfully, way off shore. We did get some wind and rain.
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