Sitting here today, it hit me like a ton of bricks. My mother has gone to be with the Lord, and I have not processed it, nor have I dealt with my feelings. I am strong for the kids because they lost their grandmother, I am strong around my siblings because they are hurting, but I have not processed it yet.
Honestly, there are multiple things on my plate right now (not keeping to my writing schedule is one of them) that have suffered because I am in a fog and don’t quite know how to get out of it. This isn’t a lesson speaking, observation-filled piece because, well, I haven’t felt like it. Sometimes you have to get it off your chest. Acknowledge it and move on. Losing your mother affects all your other emotions, and it is challenging to keep all the different buckets in your life separate, but it is possible.
Maybe next week, I’ll do a better job.