The Grief Comes in Waves

My relationship with my mother was complicated, so I shouldn’t be surprised that grieving her loss is not what I would have expected, either.

A New Mother’s Day

Last December, our mother died. It was a short illness, started with flu-like symptoms, ended in sepsis. I knew it was very serious, but really never believed she’d die. She was 79, which doesn’t seem old anymore. Mom was a shopper and she loved clothes. Nice clothes. Before she died, she had taken much of…