My mother passed away on the 26th, and we just buried her on Saturday the 29th. She had a long, valiant battle with her leukemia and lupus (and other various diseases), but she always bounced back. I have 4 sisters (2 older) and several nieces and nephews of various ages in addition to my own 8 y.o. son. I am a psych major with just a masters in social psychology, but also a former counselor. So, I know what to say, think, or feel, but it doesn't make it any easier.
It feels like I have to be strong for everybody else, as my closest friends are living states away living their own lives, and a phone call just feels empty. I am 35, and I should know better, but sometimes I just want to curl up on someone's lap or chest or breast and bawl my eyes out. As it is, as it only when I am in the shower, driving by myself, pooping, or in the wee hours of the morning that I get these sudden whelms of grief that I want to scream at the top of my lungs. Alas, such is life, and even just writing this is helping me somewhat. I know that there isn't a set time for grief, and when it's time, I will come to terms. In a way, helping my nieces and nephews is helping me a lot.
P.S. Not being an intimacy notice, but having so many of her coworkers, friends, and acquaintances seeing me in public coming up and hugging me out of the blue is not helping things at all. Their tears and semi-concealed gasps trigger my own, and it's rough.
It feels like I have to be strong for everybody else, as my closest friends are living states away living their own lives, and a phone call just feels empty. I am 35, and I should know better, but sometimes I just want to curl up on someone's lap or chest or breast and bawl my eyes out. As it is, as it only when I am in the shower, driving by myself, pooping, or in the wee hours of the morning that I get these sudden whelms of grief that I want to scream at the top of my lungs. Alas, such is life, and even just writing this is helping me somewhat. I know that there isn't a set time for grief, and when it's time, I will come to terms. In a way, helping my nieces and nephews is helping me a lot.
P.S. Not being an intimacy notice, but having so many of her coworkers, friends, and acquaintances seeing me in public coming up and hugging me out of the blue is not helping things at all. Their tears and semi-concealed gasps trigger my own, and it's rough.

















