With all the identity theft and fraud these days, we pretty much shred everything that can be remotely tied to our names. The same was true for my mother-in-law’s papers. I just finished shredding the last thirty years of her life on paper. As I drew near the end the papers took on a new meaning and the last, well, it is the last of her on paper. She saved everything…receipts for repairs on the cars, the literature for household appliances, estimates for work on the house from thirty years ago, notes to herself, the medical bills and prescriptions as my father-in-law succumbed to esophageal cancer, and then her own bills, bank statements and investment statements
Unlike a lot of the humor you hear, I really cared for my mother-in-law, Marge, and, although only papers, the last statement through the shredder had an emotional symbolism.