Losing people you care about always sucks, but it seems to happen more as we get older, (duh).
Last week my best friend/best man at my wedding died. This left me with guilt and shame and self doubt about what kind of friend I had been over the last few years. Still reeling from this, my mother died this week and I am kinda numb to it and I haven't let it sink in yet. I didn't see a lot of her, either. Thank God my brother was there to take care of her for the last couple months.
I'm not looking for condolances or sympathy, (though they can be nice), just a small rant. I have to go back to work Monday and hope to be able to cope with that.
Think I'll go for a ride now with my friends, that always makes me feel better. I'll try to remember to tell the ones I love how much I love them. It's always been hard for me to use that word. It wasn't used in our house when I was growing up.
Thanks for listening. The wise words on the 50+ forum can give strength and support.