I lost my Mom
It has been ten years since my Mother died and it is only lately that I realized that I was angry at her for dying. Again I find myself thinking about calling her and she's not there and there is that heavy feeling that I cannot do anything about it. But I must be moving forward with it because I can finally cry over the loss. My older brother reminds me of her, they were/are so understanding, patient and very loving. It looks like I am fortunate.