Christy wrote an entry about mum and the process of grief. I sobbed uncontrollably for awhile. I was alone. That's usually how I do my most painful grief...alone. In private. Or with David. Not that I don't want people to see me cry, just that I'm not so good at verbalizing my pain. It's uncomfortable for everyone to watch me cry and not be able to ( Read more... )

Well I promised more details so here goes.

Thursday morning mum and I were waiting for Auntie Suzie, Nana, and Christy to pick us up so we could go to Hamilton to see Dundurn Castle. Mum was pretty restless and unhappy when she got up and was complaining that she didn't feel well. I was sitting in Christy's room and I heard some mumbling from the ( Read more... )