Finally finishing grieving process (perhaps)

Lost mother in 1998, father in 2013, brother last November.

We weren't good on communication in our family: too many mixed messages, mind-reading, tongue-biting. But I have come to the conclusion that yes, our parents loved us children, to the best of their ability, and we loved each other despite so many differences. And I loved my brother, although he was a difficult person.

It's hard in a family with 6 strong and widely varying personalities, in a time of social and economic upheaval, to see the bonds are there. But they were, and are.

The lost ones did their best, and now, perhaps, I can let them rest in peace. It's not acceptance, I've accepted the loss; it's the depression, the lack of resolution and the end of the relationship.

I've found this site helpful: http://www.recover-from-grief.com/7-stages-of-grief.html