I've held myself together for the past 4 months by NOT thinking about Mom's death. This is really no way to go through life. But, is has enabled me to function, minimally... to get through each day, one day at a time.
Christmas in Costa Rica helped me open up to the pain. Now, as I've said, the flood gates are open. So, maybe I won't be a zombie any more... but I think I'm going to cry a lot. I have been.
And this is better, I think.
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