I'm just so wounded. I lost my grandfather in 98,he died in front of me and that is still with me, in 08,(10 days short of the 10 year anniversary of his death) my grandmother is taken. Now they were the stability of my childhood, the people who loved me more than anything else, so when mamaw died I was inconsolable. But my mom was only 62 & I still need her, she's been cremated already & I can't find closure. I wake up every day and her death is waiting to remind me that she's gone. How cruel the world can be.