Well, I did it. it's done.
Those shoes that the foster kids left at my house over a year ago that I haven't been able to move from my front porch whether rain or shine or snow? They are gone. I wanted to have a constant reminder of them and so I hung on to some nasty old shoes even though their mom urged me to get rid of them. Well they are now gone. And I think I'm okay with that. A little sad. But it's a huge step for me that I was able to do that without tears. Maybe I will recover and be able to foster again, who knows?