Am I Psychic?
I could not sleep last night. I made sure to drink no caffeine on Sunday, but I just could not fall asleep.
When I finally did, the phone rang.
It was my father, letting me know that Mom had died.
I could not then fall back asleep.
This morning, I have talked to several people by phone.
Apparently, the last forty-eight hours were bad; my father's assessment is that Mom was suffering. He was a bit angry with himself for falling asleep right before she died. I told him that he can't stay up forever. Doreen was there, checking on Mom every 10 minutes. So, she woke Dad up and that's that. Mom was very lucky to have such great friends. And I can't think of many exes who would be there thirty-two years after they split up.
posted by Pooji @ 9:59 AM
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Grieving Process
Yes! It was your intuition --feeling the energy.
The hard part is NOW. The after -slogging home every day and realizing mom will not be there to greet me or even go up and hug her. It's a big void, my backbone was ripped out. This is way harder than I thought it would be. Or I never tried to think about it too much before.
I have quite crying every day and now spontaneously burst into tears. And of course, Aug. 7th will be tough this year. NOT FAIR I say- I know life has no rhyme or reason sometimes, but this just makes it all the more acute. More to come. I will write about Sam (5 1/2 years old) and his grieving.
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