Last night, I think I finally got angry about my Mom’s death.
That may sound absurd but I know it is normal when it comes to grieving. Everyone grieves at their own pace and through their own emotions. Sometimes, it is even cyclical.
I called my brother and told him. He said I’m angry because there is no justice to her death. I didn’t realize that what it was until he said it.
There is no rightful or impartial reason for her death. There is no equitable principle that it follows. It happens because we are human and it is how we are designed.
I HATE THAT!
I don’t think I have hated anything in an extremely long time but it is how I feel about her death. I hate it.
It’s a bit of a head rush to realize that. Thank you for listening.
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