Today was hard. My last day before I return to work. I had to finalize some bank business with my mom. I'm having extreme anxiety about my mom being alone for full days as we get back into the swing of . . . life.
Mom & I had lunch at sinugba, Dad's favorite turo-turo restaurant, corner of West Side & Roosevelt avenues, in Jersey City. Mom & I got the combo meals. She ordered sinigang pork & isda. I had pinakbet & longanisa. We topped off our late afternoon meal with a shared halo halo. Yum.
- Grief moves in waves, and each day does get better.
- The worst part is over.
I'll have to write these on post-its and staple them to my body. (Yes, staple them.)
ps Thanks, sisters, for sharing your courage with me.
Signed,
Grumpy Griever