Got out of the house

I went to one of the niece’s bridal shower today.  I went to get out of the house.  You know who I’m talking about, Mom.  It was fun, but still thought about you a lot.  On the back of her schedule for her wedding she had a”In memory of” those who could not be there.  You were on there.  When I read it, it was so hard for me not to lose it.  I looked out the window and turned my head so no one could see me.  Yeah, I let a few tears out.

I just don’t get it.  You’ve only been gone a little over a month and I don’t get how everyone can just go on like nothing happened.   Especially the sister.  And basically chastising me for still being a puddle of depression and crying at the drop of a hat.  I really don’t understand.   I asked the sister and all she said was that I had a totally different relationship with you than she did.

I talked with the bro for almost 2 hours on the phone yesterday.   He got it.  He gets it.  He is still pretty emotional.  Same as the youngest.  He texts or calls about every other day now.  Which,  I love.

Now, back to trying to sleep.  I love you, Mom.  I miss you.