My mom died a little over a month ago.

It was very complicated due to all kinds of family stuff which I don't want to go in to right now, partly for fear that since it's long and complicated nobody will read and respond and I will end up feeling worse. But anyway I have a mixture of guilt and sadness. Today it's mostly sadness.

I miss my mommy. Isn't that wierd? I'm 55 years old, and I miss my mommy. I had only seen her once in the last four years, but yet I miss her terribly, much more than before she died.