My mother unexpectedly died in the ICU section of the hospital yesterday morning. Complications from her liver and kidney problems. It had been shocking watching her condition dramatically deteriorate in a matter of one week.
Even though we weren’t close, her demise was painful to me; she is my mother after all. I realized I love her, too — something deep inside I tried to deny when she was alive because I could feel she neither really love nor have concern for me.
I’m having difficulty sleeping and my gastro acidity whatever issues has been activating again. I already miss my mother — no matter how tumultuous our relationship had been in my growing up years. I’m deeply sorry, mommy. May you rest in peace.