My mom died a month ago. It happened so suddenly

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I couldn't be with her at the end. All I could do was tell her how much I loved her over the telephone -- but not privately, as I would have wished. And she couldn't answer back to me with words, only sounds. But I hope that she could hear me still and understand me. I have to hope that. It hurts so much not to have been there.

I have good days and bad days. Today was a bad day. I needed something at the drugstore and I couldn't drag myself there. I finally asked my husband to drive me. It's a perfectly easy drive, but I couldn't make myself leave the house by myself.

Hugs to everyone here who is going through a loss.