My mom passed away two weeks ago. Two days after I got back from vacation in Japan.
After a surreal week of making decisions and being present and getting very little sleep, I am shifting over to retreat mode: quietly. thinking. remembering. laughing. crying. and slowly: sorting. cleaning. giving away. keeping. smelling. loving.
The words will come back here, sooner or later; my mom would have wanted them to.
I'm around. If you know how to get a hold of me, feel free to reach out.