A month has come and gone since mom passed away. The honeymoon period of people being around, people checking in on you and people telling you good memories of mom is few and far between. Now it is reality that she isn't here. The first week I was home I had a hard time mostly at night, when I realized that she was really gone. After we had the service here in GA I felt a lot better. It gave me great comfort knowing that a lot of people here, that only knew here for a few years were touched by her life.
To say now I have free time is true. More time to play board games. More snuggle time. The first night we were home, Rylan asked if I could stay and snuggle for a bit after reading their books. Normally I'd reply no, I had to take care of Gigo, but now I didn't. The first morning that Austin asked to play Uno between dropping off Rylan and him going to school I actually could.
The grieving process for Mom is so different than Dad & Jordan. I grieved so much during her last month (really last few months) of her life that I really do take comfort knowing her pain is gone. I know she'd never be the same. She would never walk again and nor be pain free. So while it sucks that she is gone, I know that her she lives on through, me, Erin and both of our kids.
***Shout out to Neena & Julie...the chimes you sent have played the entire time I was writing!***
No comments:
Post a Comment