Dad passed a month ago and I am going through so many emotions. I am still caring for Mom and flying home every other week to see my husband, to take care of the dogs (grooming) and bills. I am also cleaning the house. I am finding that going home is good for my emotional well-being. I have so many reminders and still have lots to take care of financially for Mom. Mom had said she wanted to attend the grief share group. We went to the first session, but first I had to see how difficult it would be to get Mom in the building and find out the room’s location. Mom waited in the car. There was a ramp that was to steep for me to push Mom in her transport/wheel chair. After meeting everyone I went back to the car to get Mom and she decided she didn’t want to go in. She said she really didn’t need it. I went back to the group and informed them I would attend the session the following week. I will miss this one also because I am flying home this week. I found myself missing and crying every time I thought about Dad. Mom and I had to pick out the headstone and I had to go to Social Security to turn in the paperwork. I picked up the death certificates and I couldn’t find a calm moment.
