Hello everyone, my name is Adam.
I lost my mother on November 23, 2011 due to Diabetes/Kidney Disease. She had been on dialysis, but when she came home from her treatment on the 18th, we knew it wouldn't be much longer because of how much the treatment drained the life out of her. She had already lost the ability to talk maybe the week before and it was like her eyes were open, but nobody was home. Then finally at 1:45 am on Nov.23, my dad and sister woke me up and told me it was time. As we stood there with the hospice nurse, we watched her take her final breath and then she was gone. I think at that time, I was more relieved knowing that she wasn't in pain and suffering anymore. As the months went by, I was fine, but then my father announced that he had met someone and was going to Indianapolis to help her sell her house and most of her stuff and then move her down here. At first, it didn't really sink in until she actually got here. Then I was like....it hasn't even been a year yet, how can he do this? I have tried to adapt so far.....but earlier this week.... It hit me hard. I guess I have finally started the actual grieving process......I cried and cried for 3 days straight because I had missed mom so much. I went to her grave and talked to her a little the other day. It seemed to help a little, but I still find myself crying here and there. I wish she can come back at least once so I can hear her voice and have her tell me that everything is going to be okay.
Sorry if I rambled on too much, but I just couldn't stop typing