Well we've started going through everything and dividing it up today. "You want this? Can I keep that?" Kind of painful going though all the memories and trying to keep it together. I know she feels relief that she's finally "doing something for herself," and neither of us are being vindictive, but it still hurts. I thought I had accepted that this is happening and thought I was coping, but putting all our stuff into Mine and Yours bins stings. This sucks.