my mom died on 04/27/08, 68 days ago. her name was Darla. she was 64. (i'm 41.) i was (seemingly) supported by so many, but find that as time passes that many have forgotten that this is still a new and difficult experience for me...i've done my best to be as self-sufficient as possible during this whole ordeal, but find that one-by-one, systematically, (almost) each and every person that's claimed to 'be there for me' has gone by the wayside... i feel so alone. i'm an only child and live across the country from the rest of my 'family'. i tend to throw myself into my work and feel abandoned by those around me, particularly by those who were so present when it first happened. so many people told me that it wouldn't get easier and it hasn't, but if they knew that then why haven't they allowed me the room to grieve while still fulfilling my obligations? instead it seems like they've forgotten that every day i wake up and for a split second don't remember that she's gone, then i have to re-learn it and do whatever i have to do to get on with my day...that takes alot of energy and effort... i miss my mom so much and even though i'm supposed to be an adult, this event has left me feeling like a child who has nobody to turn to.... i don't mean to make this all about me because it's not, but this post is and that's all i have right now...[attachmentid=306]