Mom

I have been dreading yesterday and today for months. Collectively, these two days mark the sudden passing of Mom one year ago. Ever since January – and even before that – no matter what else has been going on personally, nationally, internationally – yesterday and today have been dancing around the back of my mind, taunting me with their inevitability.

On some level, today feels like a relief. Onward from here, though as I have noted before, I know that grief is not linear. Grief comes and goes as it pleases, in your brain and heart and soul.

I will be thinking of Mom today, and how much she meant to Lisa and me of course, but also to Donna and Jimmy and Chris, and her brother and sisters, and so many others.

I will also be thinking about this first year after Mom, now coming to a close. Thinking about this journey and how people have saved me so many times along the way: Donna and the boys, aunts, uncles, and cousins. My extended Fisher in-law family. My friends and my co-workers, who showed infinite patience and compassion, especially last spring and summer when the shock and grief felt overwhelming.

All of you have pulled me gently through this experience. I will never be able to thank you enough.

~217~