Saying goodbye is never easy and in grief, it is especially difficult.
Today I ordered my Mom’s headstone. It has been 2 months since her passing and I didn’t know how I would get through it. In a moment of panic, before leaving to the funeral home, I emptied the contents of my purse onto the table. I don’t know why I did that, but it seemed like the right thing to do. What a picture of mess I made.
Then with tear-filled eyes, I scrambled to pick up my belongings. Taking a deep breath, I pulled myself together & headed out the door. This was the moment to wrap up the final details.
Getting closure on this didn’t seem right. Saying goodbye, just didn’t feel like it, but this is what we must do. So I’m pressing forward.
Let the healing begin.