Disaster has happened, your mother has died. You have feared that state for a long time, you have tried to be prepared emotionally and at the same time always fought against that way of thinking. And now you live on just like normal…just like before the day x…and you feel surprisingly good. No tears. Often there is a memory and you feel that there is something, some form of sadness hidden, somewhere deep inside. But you can’t get to it. And you get scared of that moment you will find it…or it will find you.
“Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans”