It was a year ago on March 6 that my dear mother passed away. She had been pretty healthy, except for the week before she died. That week was the hardest, saddest week of my life. In some ways it was harder than the week after she died. See my reflections: A post to honor my Mom and Smiles admist the tears.
I was dreading this time since I was afraid that all the sadness would come rushing back. I have been pleasantly surprised that this did not happen. As most of you probably know, I am a deeply religious person and take great comfort in my faith. I felt that Mom was with me this week and helping me be at peace.
What I feel this week is a great sense of relief. I am relieved that my mother is no longer suffering. I am relieved that I no longer have to worry about her and what will happen to her. I still miss her a lot and think of her every day but it is without too much pain or sadness.
The grief process is an interesting journey and I think I can say now that I am glad to be on this journey. I’ve discovered a new way of being with my mother.
What do you do to get you through those tough times in your life?