It's been a rough two weeks or so, but she went peacefully last night with her youngest son holding her hand.

I feel so sorry for my father. He's having a hard time with this, and he has only recenly begun to express emotions. Now it's like the floodgates are opened.

My family has recently had great joy, and then sudden, intense sorrow. Now more grief. And probably bittersweet joy coming up in a few weeks.

I think I'll be ready for sort of average, mundane daily feelings after that. Intense feelings, even when good, but especially when painful just wipe me out.

I think I'll go back to bed for now.

gg