The Bearer of Bad News

I hate to blog about bad news. It really pains me to make this entry. I am, right now, mourning the loss of my mother. She passed away Wednesday, in the morning. It was expected, I knew it was comming, I saw a steady decline over the past week, but it still shocked me. I still feel incredibly numb. The staff at the nursing home were very loving and kind to me. They cried too. They hugged me, they held my hand and my sister's too. Even staff who weren't direct caregivers came over to hug me and to offer kind words. We waked her last night, and today, and will bury her tomorrow morning. My children are taking it well, the oldest went to the wake last night and the middle will come tonite. The youngest is just too young to understand the need for goodbye, she will come to the funeral tomorrow. That being said, I can't write more now.