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Or put another way, do I have any right to be depressed that I don't seem particularly depressed? Of course, I'm not happy, but I feel bizarrely calm and level and grounded. Given my history, I'm wondering if I should be worried. Have I done too much of a job internalizing and intellectualizing my emotions?

This may or may not surprise you: while I did "go to college", I never actually "left home" and so I had a front row seat for my mother's entire literary career. She started by subscribing to Writer's Digest magazine at about the time my brother started school, and she took up the magazine's correspondence courses in creative writing. After a few ( Read more... )

I'm in Facebook chat conversation with my wonderful sister Lynn. We're all handling Mum's departure from our lives in different ways...tho' really there's no point in getting into details ( Read more... )

I am rooted in the reality of my situation, but there is a part of me who just wants to wake up from the nightmare, go downstairs and greet Mum as she walks back in the house from her garden.

I'm not ashamed of being a Mama's Boy. I can stand on my own two feet...but I still love her and I'm going to miss her.