Mom liked to shop at the local Goodwill store and she would buy things she didn't need, like clothes, wall hangings, knick-knacks, and kitchen items. Everytime she came home she would immediately go downstairs to wash the clothes and wash the other items. It was just something she enjoyed doing and usually my sister Annie took her there with her. I remember a couple of times taking Mom there. She seemed confused and would wander the store just looking at things. She never wanted to linger and was ready to leave within minutes. Eventually Mom had more clothes than she knew what to do with. She never wore them. Her closets and dresser drawers were stuffed, so she bought this rack to hang clothes on in her room.
By the time we got there she was in a pretty bad mood. I couldn’t get the lock on the door to work because it was jammed. Mom kept saying to hurry up. The wind was blowing really, really hard, and I was freezing. It took awhile to get the lock opened, and I lifted the large door to expose the contents. There was my life inside. All of my clothes and personal items, photo albums, furniture, my kids’ things I saved over the years...everything. I saw water on the floor and my expensive mattress was soaking it up. The rain had gotten in and several pieces of furniture were sitting in water. I called the manager of the storage unit and he sent a couple of guys out to help me get the mattress and a couple of pieces of furniture up on pallets. While we were waiting for them to arrive my mom was beside herself with frustration and kept saying she wanted to go and why are we here. She didn’t understand what was going on. I started to cry and I said, “Mom, do you want to know where my house is? It’s right here! Here’s my house Mom!” I told her that these are my things, my furniture and clothes, and everything is getting wet. I asked her to please be patient and we will go home as soon as we can. I couldn’t get it taken care of fast enough, but eventually the men arrived and we fixed everything as good as we could. When we left the parking lot Mom calmed down, and my heart went back to beating normally again. I was feeling so sad. I was drained, and all I wanted to do was curl up in bed.