Well it's been more than 6 months since Mom passed...

I'm glad I went to hospice for grief counseling, it's been a huge help. I was so depressed the first 2 months I could barely eat or sleep, the dr ended up giving me anxiety meds just to "take me down a notch"

I talk to mom all the time though. Knowing she's my personal guardian angel has really helped with missing her....BUT there's still those moments.

Was in the drive thru a couple blocks from their now empty house and John Denver "Take me Home" came on the radio and I ended up sitting in their driveway bawling and singing at the top of my lungs. I had been avoiding their house, because she is everywhere...the art on the walls, the tchochkis, just HOME. I had no plans to go there, but I got out and went to see if there were any roses left on her bush and tried the front door, it was open!
So I got to go inside alone, cried on her pillow, smelled her clothes, grabbed a couple pairs of tacky costume earrings that will remind me of her.

...and just yesterday, I called dad at Memory Care and when I got off the phone I had to just cry. I miss her voice! So much.

Anyway, just wanted to share. It still stings, and Christmas is gonna be a bitch.