Yesterday was definitely one of, if not the, best or at least mostly not sad days I’ve had in a while. It was wonderful to celebrate my conversion anniversary with everyone and be reminded of the many reasons I love this community. I am acutely aware of how lucky I am.
Some days feel like I will never get out of this grief and other days feel almost normal, at least until I remember that Mom is gone. Sometimes my brain functions correctly and other times I can’t remember why I opened my email or where I just set down my badge. I know this is a normal part of the grieving process, I’m just tired. I’m tired physically and emotionally, but I keep going and, honestly, sometimes I just want to give up. But then I think about how Mom would react to that and I know she’d want to kick my ass because she always said I would be fine when she was gone. I am trying very hard to do that, I really am, it’s just difficult right now.