Its now almost exactly one week and one hour since my Mom passed away.

Sometimes I think I am ok, sometimes I dont know how to go on. We are in such big denial, it just doesnt seem real. When we went grocery shopping yesterday, I saw all of these people, and it seems like everyone is alive, and only my Mom isnt.

At the funeral home they asked if we wanted to give something into the coffin. I decided for the photo of me that she had in her purse. With the purpose that she knows that I am never leaving her alone, no matter where and when.

My Dad was sent into the hospital yesterday, he has water in the lungs? Those things we are used to, one thing after the other, but not with that bad outcome.

Tomorror is her funeral. We dont even know if my dad can attend.

I will be back after tomorrow with “regular posts” again, at least I will try.