Today marks the anniversary of my mother's death.
A year ago today, at 2:30am, my mother died of dementia and severe blood loss resulting in catastrophic heart failure. She was 98 years old.
I still haven't gotten over her death, and to be honest, she left such a mess of her finances and affairs, mostly due to the dementia, which had been going on for several years prior, and she also affected my finances and other aspects of my life. I've missed her quite a deal, to be honest, but I'm still somewhat...angry...with her about how her estate got left in shambles. This has probably affected my health quite adversely this past year, but today is a day of reflection about her and her life, so I'm trying not to dwell on the negative aspects of it all.
Here in Ontario,
Family Day was celebrated on Monday (the 20th) and as you might imagine I had a miserable day. I've got no family left here in Ontario, not a lot of friends with whom I could talk (as most of them were doing things with *their* families), and couple that with the miserable state of my health - notably my blood blister/haematoma on the bottom of my left foot - well, I couldn't really walk or go anywhere, so... Just a bad day, and one I want to forget.
That's all I've got for the moment.