The article reflects on the emotional journey of a woman moving out of her Massachusetts Back Bay condo, once shared with her husband. As she gathers her belongings, she grapples with memories intertwined with the space, recognizing that it has transformed from a shared home filled with laughter to merely a condo that feels empty. The sentimental value of unviewed photographs and neglected trinkets serves as a reminder of what once was, prompting questions about the nature of home after love fades.
It was easier to say 'goodbye' to a condo than a home.
Lost was the laughter and love that was there, now faded into eternity.
Trinkets they picked up on their vacations never displayed...how out of place they would have looked in her home.
Home...it was theirs and then it became hers. But was it still a home?
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