I feel like I am
Falling
And the ground is treacherous underfoot
I feel like I am drowning
And I don’t know how to swim through the tears
I feel like I am
Lost.
I gave the keys to Mum’s house to the lawyers today.
It will always be Mum’s house.
I feel like I am…
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many many gentle hugs
Snap to pixie. Thank you for being so courageous about sharing your grief. I hope it helps to heal you. It’s a slow process, I know.
Although I haven’t met you, I am standing beside you. Although your mum isn’t there any longer, she is standing beside you too.
Oh Kim, it must feel so final now. Sending hugs.
Oh Kimmy, I’m tearing up. Hugs and more hugs.xxxxxxoooooxxxxx
Sending you lots of love sweety. xxx
*hugs*
Bugger.
Oh Kim. Ouchy ouch ouch. When my mom died some friends of hers bought her house, because it was a beautiful house and they always loved it, and moved in and remodeled it and then moved out two years later. I never forgave them. I still drive by it every now and then. Someone else has painted it now. It will always be my mom’s house.
Oh dear. Hugs.
It felt as if your Mom was looking over my shoulder yesterday and the day before. I’m working on your lace, and I was very inspired. Now I know what it was, you needed a good vibe. Sending you some.
It’s more than just losing Mum’s home, it’s losing a connection to a piece of your identity. I was devastated when my surrogate grandfather’s ranshackle hut was torn down. Some things, some places are too special to allow others to own them in our hearts. Hugs.
My heart breaks for you… *sigh*
I am very sorry for *you,* but your Mum has relocated and lives in a ritzy gated community you cannot enter for the moment. It stinks that you were unable to keep the house, though.
I am so very sorry.