Good Morning all !
Today marks the passing of my Mom for one month.
The Time has gone by very quickly, especially when you are very busy with everything that needs to be done and taken care of.
I was rather in a fog for the first 2 weeks but I snapped out of it. It's hard when it has been me and my Mom against the world since my Dad had died when I was 15.

I will miss her, but I know some day when it's my time, I will see her and be with her again.
All true. And you are wise not to dismiss the grieving process but embrace it and understand it for what it is. My Mom has been gone 33 years and I still miss her. But as time passes grief turns to memory. Sending you a hug across the miles.
More hugs from here, Angel.
We all deal with a loss a bit differently. I was prepared for my mom's passing in 1972. Her cancer had taken just about all she ever was by the time it finally took her and though I felt profound loss, there was no shock to recover from. My son was a different matter. When my wife called me at work, my mind couldn't or wouldn't wrap around what what she was telling me.
Having a wife and 3 other kids pretty much forced me to keep it together. Still it took me quite a while to see anything of Ben but the grief.
By the time Dad passed, I was 60 and knew he was suffering with his prostate cancer and was almost relieved when he called me the day before he passed and said, "Ernie, I've has a hell of a run, but I'm tired."
Most of y'all know I'm into tattoos. I have one on the inside of my right forearm in memory of my dad. Tuesday, I added a new one for Ben and have my artist working on a design for a 3rd for Mom. Once complete, I'll carry all 3 with me for the rest of my life.