The Loss of my Mother. August 11th, 2022.

 On Tuesday my mother of 70 years young, died peacefully at the hospital, surrounded by the love of her family. I had a surreal and emotional moment, one that reminded me of my time with our daughter Noelle, when I could feel the second my mother's spirit left her body. I was holding Mom's right hand, my brother her left hand, with my aunts, my husband and our son.

It was after Mom's passing, that many tears released and an emotional wave months and years in the making, let my heart and soul ache out in cries.

Today I made several calls and my work is not complete, many more for tomorrow. Worked on writing my mother's obituary throughout the day with emotional breaks in between.

Taking care of my grandmother's affairs after her passing was challenging yet it somehow brought me peace, helping my husband in the past after the sudden loss of his mother, was heartbreaking. This however for my mother has been beyond anything I've experienced, and doing my best to not rush through the process so I may grieve. I believe in the past I haven't truly allowed myself to mourn, and it feels like I'm reliving several losses at once, especially the loss of time.