Transitions: Cuiously Subdued Emtional Reaction to My Mother's Death

My mother died a week ago, tomorrow. It doesn't feel so recent - and the whole week has been like that. Tuesday 'felt like' Wednesday, for example.

I've been concerned about my low-key emotional response to my mother's death. Talking with my wife about it last night, and she pointed out that I've had years to adjust, and mourn. That got me thinking. In a way, it's decades: She had a massive stroke in the sixties, which made quite a difference in her thinking. Then, several years ago, she had to go into a nursing home. She's been on a very, very long slide.

Thinking about that last night, I wept. And stopped myself.

Well, it's a start.

Besides, my very ekte Norsk mother might not appreciate a lot of histrionics.