It has been three weeks and four days since I lost my mom.
There's no good way to say it. Nothing feels right. 'My mom died'. 'My mom passed away'. They're all so final, so passive, so...wrong.
I have so many thoughts running through my mind lately. I came to the decision (not sure how brilliant it is) that I should write down my feelings. I don't pretend to know everything about grief and death. Frankly, I know absolute nothing except for how I feel. But if there is one thing I've learned in the past few weeks, it is that everyone deals with grief and death differently. Maybe my jumbled thoughts will be able to help someone. I don't know. Right now, I need to help me.