I’m sitting here wondering what in heaven’s name I want to blog about. Mom’s service, as well as the family gathering was more than I could have hoped for or imagined, and now I am home so desperately wanting solitude but not able to take it when offered. Today I’m meeting the daughter and sister of a long time college friend who died about four years ago. It is just the right thing for me to be doing. And then the rest of the week is mine for silence, solitude and simplicity, if I'm able to take it. I guess it be a while for this adrenalin surge to abate.
Only now am I able to take in that Mom is not alive any more. Only now do I dare open up the flood gates. Oh, and please, don’t try to make me feel better by telling me something like the line that my mother will always be there. I'll come around to that in my own good time.
Only now am I able to take in that Mom is not alive any more. Only now do I dare open up the flood gates. Oh, and please, don’t try to make me feel better by telling me something like the line that my mother will always be there. I'll come around to that in my own good time.