Have you ever been to an Estate Sale?  How did you feel while there? Did it make you wonder about the person who has died, or are you just at another place that has items for sale?  It is different then a yard sale in several ways. An Estate Sale (ES) is usually to sell off, someone, who  has died's, worldly possessions.  Most of the time it is what is left over after any relatives have gone through those possessions. This is what none of them wanted or needed. Sometimes there are not any relatives of the deceased person and so the state hires someone to sell off the stuff for taxes, etc.  Yesterday, while out walking my dog,  I came upon  people walking  in and out of a neighbors house that was just up the road and around the corner from me.  I found out there was an ES going on.  So,   with dog in tow, we walked in.  Walking through the house, I started picking up  things I would like to have.  I flipped  through many boxes of books,  moved around things on  kitchen counters,  followed by going through the clothing heaped onto long, sturdy tables. Most everything had a price tag on it.  I was going through the items, items that had been cherished, special, so meaningful to the fact and  proof that they even were here.  That they had lived!  You can tell a lot about the person from what is for sale. One time I was at one, and it was very obvious that the person, liked to write. There were many, many books on how to write, where to write, grammar, famous writers, and piles of tablets, pens etc.  I have been to another that I could tell the deceased like needle crafts and holidays.  A whole room was filled with Halloween, Christmas, Easter and even a Valentine cake making pan.  Then in the other room was bags of yarn, those wooden rings you needle point on, along with many unfinished projects.    Price tags  were being made up by someone who's business it is just to sell off  the deceased persons life possessions, their stuff.  I have no connection, yet,  I feel such a sadness.  Someday this could/will  be MY stuff.  All the relatives have gone through and taken what they wanted. Now I am  picking  over the leftovers of someones things, someones life and someones proof of being here. Sad as I am,  I pull out my money, because that is what you do when your at a estate sale.