Feb 27, 2010 05:58
I was waiting so long, so fearful of the words I heard yesterday that I became complacent. Once it did happen, I wasn't ready at all. Even when you say you are 'ready,' you really aren't. It'll always take you by a storm and thunder. I couldn't even cry at first. I was just numb. I'm numb now. There's not supposed to be a service, but I'm not sure what's going to happen. She's being sent up here to be cremated.
I was thinking that I wish I had more stuff she had used and touched. But then I thought it wouldn't matter because that would never bring her back. I don't know what to feel. I just alternate from numb to weeping to numb to weeping.
My dad called me yesterday to tell me.