My mom died a year ago today.
It’s been quite the year. I believe I’ve experienced all the major stress factors in this past year. It all tends to get lumped together in what I’ll call the 2010/2011 Dark Ages.
We Funk’s don’t tend to get too emotional with each other. We rarely talk about Mom, as if it’s a bad thing to talk about her. I guess we just don’t know exactly what to say. Dad misses her greatly. On the outside, I’m somewhat surprised to see how well he IS doing. But then, I hear from others about his talking about Mom to them.
She was a special woman, as those who knew her will testify.
A year. Wow.
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