Having a bad day today
I was at my mother's nearly all day, cleaning, purging, packing. This is my life every weekend, and I'm starting to fear I'm not going to get it all done by the end of November, when I must be out of there. I'm so exhausted, so grief-stricken, and missing my mother so much. I'm finding thousands of pictures that I just want to sit down and look at, but once I do I get distracted and there goes another hour. I'm in physical pain, too, from the lifting and carrying and standing. I've had burst of crying all day long. I know it's normal, but I just miss her so much. Yesterday would have been my parents' 44th wedding anniversary. I took comfort in the fact that they were at last together, but being left without parents, at any age, is an awful and strange feeling.