Most of the time I get on with my day to day life, but with an extra level of heavy sadness weighing on me. But in terms of my thoughts, her death feels abstract.
I live about 25 minutes away from her house, so it's not like I was popping in every day. We didn't even talk on the phone every day. But I went over for a visit once a week. So in many ways, my day to day life doesn't actually feel any different, in that most days I didn't actually see her or talk to her.
Most of the day, I keep thinking about how she has passed, but it still doesn't actually feel real. Or possible. She was so strong, so fiercely independent and stubborn like you wouldn't believe. There's no way she is actually gone. It doesn't seem at all possible. She was my mom.
But I know she's gone. And usually late at night, it hits me like a tonne of bricks. It suddenly becomes more real than anything I've ever felt in my life. And I cry uncontrollably. I have cried every day for the last 2 weeks.
I'm wondering how long it usually takes before it fully sinks in that someone you love has really died and that you really aren't going to ever see them again. Weeks? Months? Years?