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“I don’t know when that ends”. I remember this feeling when I lost my own mother 15 years ago. A friend told me “It’s not really about getting over it, but getting through it.” It stuck with me - I hope it may help to hear.
Thank you. Yeah, there’s no over it - you know- it’s still on your mind every day.
I’m spending this summer cleaning out her house - clean a little, find something funny, cry a little, take a nap, repeat.
“I don’t know when that ends”. I remember this feeling when I lost my own mother 15 years ago. A friend told me “It’s not really about getting over it, but getting through it.” It stuck with me - I hope it may help to hear.
Thank you. Yeah, there’s no over it - you know- it’s still on your mind every day. I’m spending this summer cleaning out her house - clean a little, find something funny, cry a little, take a nap, repeat.