Pulling the carpet from that room upstairs was difficult. There was damage down to the wood floor, which was actually starting to rot in one place. Luna has been gone for almost four months.
What bummed me out about the experience was just a lot of smelly reminders that no amount of money and doctors could "fix" her. That makes me sad. Then to augment those feelings, cleaning out the office had me crossing a great many reminders of a life that is long gone now.
I feel very fortunate that I otherwise had a pretty good day, and in fact a better than average couple of weeks. I really feel in charge of my life for the first time in many moons. Sad as this final chapter in the Luna story might be, it's also a reminder that I've made a lot of improvements to make home feel like home.