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Hi guys. I was chatting with a friend last week. I discussed my recent trip home to CA to spread my mom's ashes in the Pacific. She and I are the same age. She still has both parents (lucky), and she is a daddy's girl just like I am. My pops died back in 03, and it is still hard. My mom died in March.
She said something I thought was profound. "A world without parents. I am not ready." I responded, "yeah and there's no way to get ready either."
For those of you either middle age or older who are no longer anchored by your parental units in this realm, how do you do it? What do you tell yourself when that sadness hits? I know it gets better, but with my mom's recent death, it has opened up other thoughts of abandonement. I'm an orphan or at least that's the way it feels. The very thought brings me to tears.
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"When the gulf between
All the things I need
And the things I receive
Is an ancient ocean
Wide, wild, lost, uncrossed"__Morrissey
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