TGIF: Gratitude for a Ritual of Death

Hi there. I know I've been absent for a little while. As you may know, my mother died. It has been a different world since then. In one way, everything has changed because my Mom will never give me another hug, say she loves me, and cry when I leave. And the tiniest hope (that I didn't even know I was harboring) that my Mom will ever get better from her disease is gone. And in another way everything is the same because I don't live in the same place my parents do. So my life here isn't really that different. I am grateful for the time with my family at her memorial service. The time was well spent honoring my mother and tending relationships. And it was necessary for me to believe that she is really gone. I am grateful.

"Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes." -- Hugh Prather

Mom loves irises!
Mom loves irises!