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Morning Mourning

It's been 4 1/2 weeks since mom died. It feels like four and a half days, or hours. I can hardly believe it, actually, except that she isn't here. And that is so profoundly real. This daily realization makes mornings especially painful.

Mom talked alot about joy during her final days. I know she would want that for me and I'm sure she is experiencing joy now. But her absence is still so overwhelming. I can't yet feel joy. I am resuming normal activities during the day, though, even if robotically. Read more »

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