Tsurandy, I know how you feel. I also wonder why go on. It's not just my mom, but a few things, and losses of others too. These days everytime I lose something, or argue with a friend, it is like another loss. I miss even those that are still alive.
And when I read the posts of people who are still missing their moms and feeling sad after four or six years, it makes me want to run away, because I cannot imagine carrying this feeling for all those years, even though they say it gets better.
I look at my little baby daughter and know my mom will never watch her grow up, and she is not there for the advice I will surely need, and I have so many regrets, but I also do know that she conditioned me, sacrificed years and years and many things, to bring me to adulthood, to be a person who would make her proud, and I know I did, she told me many times. Now, I guess, I have to continue to be that person, even though losing her has left me a changed person, and for now, an empty person with very little to offer anyone else at this stage. Right now it is all about me, my feelings, my pain, and I don't really care about anyone else - except ones who have lost as I have, who feel what I do. These are the only people I really relate to right now. You guys, here.
I have gotten a new job, starting 3 November, and to them I am a stable whole person, but to me, it's all a front. They have no idea how broken I really am inside, how empty, how hollow. But for my mom, eventually, I will try to come back, to be me again. But right now, I WANT to mourn my mom, I want to be empty. It hurts less.
I hope the house is coming along nicely, and I know what you mean, if you look around and she's not there to see what you've done, the things you've planned together. It's so sad, I am so sorry. Let's just hope it gets better.
Take care. Tammy