Mom has passed on. The flurry of texts & calls have momentarily subsided, and I’m processing. Dad and I hugged each other and we agreed we did our best to support her through these last few weeks.
I’m crying, I’m sad, I’m up & down. The funeral home just picked her up, and the guy was Israeli. I looked at that as a positive sign.
My friend just gave me some sound advice – people will say stupid things to me now & at the shiva because they don’t know what to say. It’s already happening. I’m not one to hold grudges so I’ll be forgiving of stupid comments unless they’re beyond the scope of forgiveness.
I’m grieving in a completely new way now. I have only memories now of mom. I will cherish them. But I’m overwhelmed. So please be gentle and patient with me now as I grieve this unbearable loss.