Cleaning up (literally) while at seminary

For those who know me, you know that I have been busy this semester. Sure, the class load is plenty to keep anyone busy, but when Lorice's aunt died we earned a special task since Lorice became the executress (yes, that's the right term, though in our politically correct day I suppose that using the term executor synonomously with executress is appropriate).



We've been commuting to Libertyville, IL most weekends this semester to clean out her aunt's home. I think the condition of the home, and the condition in which she reached her last days, is a commentary on our society. It says something about the way in which we allow our senior citizens to live. For Dede, no family was near (we were closest since we moved to seminary, but still almost 4 hours away). The pictures I include here are a statement on what happens when fear rules the day in the life of a senior who is convinced that people want to steal her identity, who lived through the depression and World Wars, the Cold War era, and the passing of a spouse far too early in life.

The good newes is, after several weekends of work, we are nearly finished. Hopefully after this weekend's dumpster filling, we will be done. It's been a lot of work, but an interesting study of life.

In the mean time, the semester is almost finished and I have 99% of my assignments completed. Feels good! We meet our internship supervisors this week and I look forward to the coming months.