Thank you Randi.
I am very appreciative of you sharing your experience with me. I never thought I was going to have to deal with losing mom at such a young age, I turned 34 in July.
I take it one day at a time. A couple of days before she passed, I cried a lot and was worried that I will never be okay. Days after I had lot to take care of including funeral/burial arrangements, when my day is occupied then I do "okay". It's the nights that are the worst, when it's all quiet and I'm in bed tears just come out.
I started going through mom's closet and found this little doll thing I made for her when I was about 13/14. Mom always brought that doll with her where ever she went, she said it brought her comfort and luck. The day she passed, I looked every where but could not find the doll, that was very upsetting. As I was going though one of mom's purses today, it was right there in the zipped compartment. The doll will be buried with mom to keep her company.