10/11/21: Found the Halloween boxes again going through all the st--t in the garage getting ready for the JunkPeople on Friday...The worst wasn't TB's old Halloween school art, or Rocking Witch, it was the little unopened package of Halloween shaped cookie cutters. Hard to believe Valerie would get so into the holidays, especially Halloween. Why does this make me especially sad? Is it the fool hard Columbius Daye Rain out there or is it my insane guilt that this was all my fault! We could have had so much sully, goofy fun if only I had had a better more fun-loving attitude' instead of always having my nose up a book! The worst part is I'll never really know how much is truly my fault and how much is neurosis. My heart tells me itz all my fault but thatz irrational! Maybe we would have gotten the fun back but if not for her cancer... I know I shouldn't be goin down this should've path on a bleak rainy Mondae but the last of my Old Life Stuff to be disposed of is proving the saddest. Thanks for reading this!