About fifteen minutes ago, the dam broke open, at least a little.
I was talking to George when it hit me: My mother is gone. The world is now without her wit, her intelligence, her kindness, and her kick-ass-and–take-names attitude. Her ashes are sitting on my home altar. Her apartment lies empty. Never again will I pick up the phone and call her, or she pick up the phone and call me.
Suddenly, all I wanted was my mommy. And for the first time since she'd died, the sobbing started.
I've just stopped crying; the Novocaine seems to have descended upon my spirit once more, but I feel like I've been run over by a truck.
I just wanted to share this with the world -- grieving, it sucks.
EDITED TO ADD: To cheer myself up a bit, I just gave Emmie and Mina some catnip my mother had been keeping in her freezer. The apartment, it is full of trippin' cats -- running around, stopping dead, staring fixedly at objects, falling... slowly... over, and then repeating the whole chain of events again and again.
That and a tranquillizer are going a little way toward improving my general mood, but I think I'll still turn in early tonight.
I was talking to George when it hit me: My mother is gone. The world is now without her wit, her intelligence, her kindness, and her kick-ass-and–take-names attitude. Her ashes are sitting on my home altar. Her apartment lies empty. Never again will I pick up the phone and call her, or she pick up the phone and call me.
Suddenly, all I wanted was my mommy. And for the first time since she'd died, the sobbing started.
I've just stopped crying; the Novocaine seems to have descended upon my spirit once more, but I feel like I've been run over by a truck.
I just wanted to share this with the world -- grieving, it sucks.
EDITED TO ADD: To cheer myself up a bit, I just gave Emmie and Mina some catnip my mother had been keeping in her freezer. The apartment, it is full of trippin' cats -- running around, stopping dead, staring fixedly at objects, falling... slowly... over, and then repeating the whole chain of events again and again.
That and a tranquillizer are going a little way toward improving my general mood, but I think I'll still turn in early tonight.
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I'll try to see about talking to the caretaker tomorrow about suites coming up for August 1st, and let you know what I found out.
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Oh honey. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. *hugs*
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(Hugs.)
"Suddenly, all I wanted was my mommy."
i'm glad you had a break in the dam, if only for a little while. It's good to let it out. It's overwhelming, it feels like it will never end, but it's really good, in the end, to just let it roll.
Adorable, about the felines, btw.
My Mum is still technically alive, but i really miss her, too. Going to see her doesn't help, either- only makes the longing worse. (as i said, Alzheimer's SUCKS)
Love you, and am only a phonecall away.
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You and George and all who loved her are in our prayers, and so is she. If we can help you, even from this distance, let us know.
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Glad the Stoned Kitty party is keeping you happy(ish).
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I realized last night that I hadn't actually missed the memorial for your mom. I feel like a bit of a goof.