It’s been 2 weeks and one day since Mom left us for her eternal reward.
It’s been a LONG two weeks.
A hard two weeks.
That first week was spent mostly just planning & looking ahead to mom’s memorial service, which was wonderful, by the way. Thank you so much to all of you who came from near and far to celebrate mom’s memory. She would have been soooo blessed, I know.
The second week was what I call the “reality” week. Family & friends all went back home. Reality set in. Mom still was gone. Nothing feels quite the same.
And what we’re learning is that you can’t try to go back to what feels “normal”, because there will never be that same “normal” again. We have to build a “NEW normal”, which is a new life that feels entirely different.
But I’m taking my time. I don’t want to rush through grief. And I don’t want to put a time limit by ANY means on myself or my family. I’ve been reading some great books on grieving, and particularly grieving the loss of a mother, and what I’m seeing is that I will probably always have a sense of grief for the rest of my life at the loss of Mom.
Holidays. Birthdays. Births of more grandbabies (my 2nd baby is due in Sept). Marriages. All of these events will be a lifelong reminder of the special one who is missing. And I think it’s good and healthy to not expect myself or my family members to just “get over” this loss so easily. I think that it’s good for us to FEEL sad when these events will come.
And if I have to have many more events of breaking down crying in the middle of the Jerry’s garden center, well so be it. That’s ok. This is life here on earth – imperfect, really hard sometimes, and temporary.
In the end, we’ll all be back together again. With HIM!