Just realized,

tomorrow marks one month, since I lost my mother. I was expecting to lose dad, but mom's passing was, and still is, a total shock. Time helps to heal, and I am in pretty good shape, most of the time, but, too often, it hits me, hard. I can tell myself that it was 'for the best', and I definitely believe that, but, it still hurts, a lot. Is gonna take a while, and am in better shape than I was last week. It's a part of life/death I 've never faced before, although it is just part of 'the human condition', that we all go through, sooner or later. Excuse me for whining, but it helps to air my feelings...