This morning I got up struggling. Then my brother sent me an email wondering about his money. I was so hurt. He couldn't say "hi - how are you doing?" He couldn't say, "I am missing Mom as well." He couldn't say anything, but "what is up with my money?" The money was all in a trust account and ready for the major distribution to beneficiaries. I just handn't done it on Friday.
Then I realized. I was stalling. Once the funds are disbursed, Mom would really be gone. Mom and Dad would really be gone. So I had to walk through another stage of this grief thing. I was not prepared and angry and scared.
But here it is at the end of the day and I did walk through it and I am on the other side of this unknown. I am sure more will come. But for today, I have walked through and that part is behind me. The funds are disbursed.
Here are a couple more pictures of some old work - getting closer to getting back to that creative place. It will come . . . . .