My Moms wake or viewing was last night.
I managed to survive.
This afternoon was the funeral and I also survived.
Both were beautiful occasions of remembrance to her, supported by her dear friends and family.
I was dreading the funeral but glad I made it through without even having to take a benzo.
It was a nice way to say goodbye.
Surprisingly I’m holding it together pretty well.
Maybe that’s because she did a lot of struggling towards the end especially and now I know she’s at peace.
In a couple of days I may go back down to 4mg of risperidone.
I’m so sorry for your loss, I’ll say a prayer for her if that’s okay, if not then I’ll just send some positive vibes your way.
I’m glad you made it through the ceremony. I remember giving the eulogy at my Grandmas funeral and I almost broke down, but barely made it through. Losing a mom is ten times harder.
Right now it’s hard, but one day in the future you’ll remember a fond moment, or something small will make you think of her, and you’ll smile. The missing never goes away, but we look back with fond memories as time goes on.