I can fit everything I own into one photo.

Some days I do not know how to cope with the fact that I lost almost every single thing I have ever owned. Every single family photo. The locket of hair saved from my son's first haircut. My parents ashes. The notes written to me in second grade. The crystal from my mother's wedding. The things you can never replace. I'll get over the lost laptops and the furniture, but some things will always be missed like the people I kept them for.