My mom was a STRONG woman, and a VERY strong matriarch. Her presence was felt family wide, for decades. She died Friday, December 23, 2011, 2 months ago today.
It is her strength that is still getting me through each day. As we lay on her bed together, I was holding her hand, cheek to cheek with her, and then she just died. I am still in a sort of shock. It doesn’t REALLY seem possible, but I was THERE. It wasn’t a dream, if anything it was a nightmare, but right now it just seems surreal. How CAN she be gone?