I buried myself in work when my Dad passed away. I went back to work immediately and told myself he wouldn't want me to dwell on losing him. I didn't have that excuse when Mom passed away.
I faced grief in silence while facing issues with my health. Mom was my rock. She'd always tell me I can handle any challenge. What helped me was rescuing her plants and sorting through the belongings she left.
Grief turned into remembering my parents, titos and titas fondly as I went through my Mom's things. It was hard, but I felt my Mom's love as I saw what she kept for me. She even marked some things she wanted me to keep.
It's not easy being an orphan. I realized though, Mom prepared me all my life to be independent. To be strong and face life with deep faith. I know they are all watching us from above.
Have a blessed day everyone.
