My lived with me my whole life, 32 years. She took care of me and then I took care of her. She helped raise my son and was vital part of our family unit. I always went in and checked on my mom every morning and every night. So, the morning of July 14th I woke up to find that she passed in her sleep....We think we know what happened, but are waiting on toxicology results. Since that day every where I look in my house I see her, I hear her voice, footsteps and her laugh. We are having to move now due to a couple of reasons, my mom helped with the bills and we can no longer afford it, and I can't live there anymore because it is too painful. I worry that my moving people will talk ill about me that I didn't care since I am leaving the home we shared with my mom. I just can't see where my life will get any easier. I can't sleep, I barely eat and cannot see where I will ever have joy again. My mom was a huge part of my world along with my son and my husband. My husband and I were young when we married so in all auspices my mom was my husbands mom too. We didn't realize how much she did till she is no longer there and we have this huge hole in our home and our hearts. People tell us we need to just move on and get over it, but we can't. We cry over songs, cups she used, clothes she wore, soap she used. Please tell me, does this ever get easier?
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