My mom’s sudden and unexpected death hit me like a brick to the face. And being someone who helps people deal with grief and overwhelming painful emotions for a living did not make my grief any more bearable. I was distraught. I felt bewildered and betrayed. And I felt all alone. How could this happen? How was I going to deal with all this grief?
After hanging up the phone with my equally distraught sister on that fateful Monday morning in July, so many thoughts ran through my mind ….
“No, this just can’t be possible, she’s much too young to die,”
“I never showed her just how much I loved her,”
“No! She won’t get to see me finish my PhD”