My birthmother passed away Wednesday evening. Her funeral is on Monday afternoon. I still plan on blogging about our last two visits together, which took place in the hospital.
M's obituary was in the newspaper today. According to the write-up, she has one son and one daughter. The daughter named, is not me. M is survived by her husband, her son and daughter, several nieces, nephews and cousins.
It catches in my heart. Panic and tears form in my throat and I need to remind myself to breathe.
How does one, that doesn't even exist...grieve?
1 comments:
Laurel...I am so, so sorry to hear about your loss. I can't even begin to imagine how you're feeling and what you're going through. Are you attending the funeral? I'm sure yu feel like you're in a train wreck. If you need to talk, I'd be happy to listen. Goodness, there are just not words. I am so sorry...
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