I’m at eleven months today. My husband and I were together for 17 years, 11 of which we had this couch. It’s become kind of iconic with our friends and in our life and has so many memories associated with it. Our cats have ruined it over time, I’m sure it smells, and on top of it, my husband and I had been talking about getting rid of it right before he passed. My mom offered to buy me a new couch and I took her up on it. It is getting delivered a week from today and they are taking our other couch to the curb for the trash. Any advice on how to cope with this? I’m sure it sounds silly to a lot of people.