Griefaries: One
I often find myself asking my friends or family if they can really believe that my mom's gone. As if they are even remotely close to feeling any way that I feel regarding the topic. Obviously every life she's touched knows grief now, I'm not denying that, but there is a different level to my grief than to yours. So if I wake up every day still in complete disbelief that my own mother died, how can you not be also? I have to say, most days I feel quite bad for all of you that stick around and support us grievers. Sometimes I honestly think that you feel everything we do even more than us. That is, if you're a griever like me, anyway. My head knows that my mom died, but my heart or my soul, that little naive piece of me that I have yet to kill in myself, still cannot wrap her head around it. So I live very much in the middle - I completely understand the concept of death, and yet I cannot believe that she's dead. So I say that I think you feel eve...