Being tidy or being disloyal?

Maybe both?

The question arises because I have been going through the stuff that I brought south from our storage unit in Massachusetts. It turns out that much of what has been stored up there for years is memorabilia – items saved from our many trips in the RV and our cruises. Jett was much more sentimental than I am. Jars of sand from beaches we have visited were very dear to her. To me they trigger some fond memories but they are, ultimately, just jars of sand. They will have absolutely no meaning to whoever is unlucky enough to be saddled with cleaning out the shed when I die. So I figure I am doing someone in the future a great favor by getting rid of this memorabilia now. Goodbye, sand. Farewell daily cruise calendars. So long, campground maps.

All gone, sent to the trash bin. It felt good to be tidy.

But it felt like I was being disloyal to Jett. Sorry, darling.