This move has been hard on a lot of people, but I feel the worst for Rowen. I've been told that when they were putting toys into the garage sale, he would try to smuggle some of them back into his room (even though he hadn't touched them for years previous). Today, he did the same with a pile of books that was going to be donated to the library. With so much of his life getting turned upside down, it's no surprise that he's trying to hold onto everything he can. That said, when I relayed this story to one of my new friends up here, her response was that it might be difficult for him at the moment, but that will pass after he gets up here and realizes how wonderful it is. (There's a analogy here about heaven that I'm going to leave largely unsaid).
Today, the massive trash bin was taken away. Tomorrow, the moving truck arrives. Friday, the realtor gives final suggestions (and hopefully thinks the house is ready to put on the market). So much has been done already. If you can help, please do.