My mom died today.
I don't think I want to talk about it.
I just wanted to tell you guys. All of you. The f-list who flooded me with prayers and their thoughts and their hope and their love, the lurkers who never said a word but who sent me care in their hearts all the same. All this time, as tears threatened and reality set in that my mom was never going to get well again, that she was going home to die, I pictured your support holding me strong and steady. It's kept me on my feet and able to smile at life's little joys.
I'm going to be okay. I really will be.
But for now?
I love you. Thank you for being there for me.
I don't think I want to talk about it.
I just wanted to tell you guys. All of you. The f-list who flooded me with prayers and their thoughts and their hope and their love, the lurkers who never said a word but who sent me care in their hearts all the same. All this time, as tears threatened and reality set in that my mom was never going to get well again, that she was going home to die, I pictured your support holding me strong and steady. It's kept me on my feet and able to smile at life's little joys.
I'm going to be okay. I really will be.
But for now?
I love you. Thank you for being there for me.