It’s been a moment since we last caught up, and so much has happened in that space of time. Everything related to my mother’s passing has been sorted now, and despite my initial doubts, I managed to get through it all. Reflecting on the aftermath leaves me in
I'm sleeping, but it doesn't feel like rest. I'm always tired, and every day seems like another cycle of figuring out what to do next. With mom now gone, we're left with a house, her bills, and her animals to take care
Today was consumed by planning. My sister, always prepared for a battle, felt sidelined as my uncle and grandmother started making plans without her. A bit about my sister: she's staunch and despises change. Once she reaches her limit and shuts down, the only responses you'll
Today would have been Mom's 61st birthday. Instead of planning a party, we're planning her funeral. It's surreal to think that just two weeks ago, everything was normal, and now there's this immense void within my chest. The reality of moving on
In the gentle embrace of silence, there's a profound strength that often goes unnoticed. In this quietude, we find space to heal, reflect, and connect with the stories that shape us. "In Her Quiet" is more than just a blog; it's a journey of