The car automatically turned right – I certainly was not thinking about it. Most Sundays, I would go visit Mom after worship services, so without thinking, I was a mile or so down the road before it dawned on me.
To the many people who left comments here or sent condolences on Facebook or called me on the phone - - thank you. Your thoughtfulness is appreciated.
I tell people I’m already well into the mourning process, and well I should be. The “real Mom” passed on at some indefinable time in the past year or so. Nonetheless, I was surprised to feel physically tired the day after she passed – just needed a break.
A visit to the Good Samaritan nursing home to pick up her few possessions and say goodbye to the staff. They are super people and really took great care of Mom. How many nursing homes can you say that about?
What remains are the phone calls to Social Security, Medicaid, IRS, and all that stuff. Paperwork. I shall let my siblings worry about burial.