Today my SIS and I took my Mom’s clothes to a resale shop that benefits the local domestic abuse shelter. My Mom always told us that was where she wanted her clothes donated. The Joe-Man had packed all the boxes and bags into the car for us, so all we had to do was drive there and drop the things off. It was snowy and beautiful when we got there. All the Ladies that volunteered at the shop came out and helped us carry everything in.
Then it hit us. We were giving another part of my Mom away. My SIS started crying and one of the Ladies comforted her and talked about when her Mom passed away. I felt a strong compulsion to take everything back…even though none of it would fit either one of us.
This post isn’t so much about the clothes. It’s not about the sadness we felt by giving away all her pretty scarves and purses. It made us think of the women that will be using these things. The nice little lady working at the shop explained that the women that come to their shelter pay nothing. They are given clothes for themselves, and for their children. They try to set them up in jobs and places to live. They help them escape from their abusers.
The shop is a lovely place with clothes, and housewares, and paintings and I saw some Coach bags hanging in there too. It’d not a little junk shop, it’s a nice warm comfy place that I’m sure makes some victims feel safe.
My Mom wasn’t a fashion plate, but she had beautiful sweaters and jackets that anyone would want. She was 87 years old…but didn’t dress like an old lady! She was housebound and on oxygen 24/7, but she had a different outfit on everyday. She always looked so nice.
So here’s to my Mom who wanted her things to go to someone who really needed it. I truly hope that some of the women that get her things will feel her strength and love.
Thanks Mom….we did what you asked us to do!