Last May 31, 2024, my Mom died.
It's been almost two months now and I still haven't properly grieved. I thought I was okay but apparently, I was just being delusional in this.
I was in denial.
I didn't realize you can be in denial even when something is right in front of your face. After all, I saw my Mom when she was gone. I touched her. I hugged her. I held her icy cold hands in my hand. I even kissed her forehead.
I was there when she was taken out of the house. I was there when she was being prepped for cremation. I saw her body go inside the crematorium and I held her ashes in a ziploc bag when it was still hot.
I have her ashes in locket on my neck and apparently, with all these, I am still in denial.
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Hi! Let's all try to add more positivity in this world and adhere to the saying, "if you don't have anything nice to say, keep silent."
Showering you with unicorn poop so you'd always stay magical! Heart heart!