It all mattered
On Monday, April 19, my sweet mom passed away. I'm still not used to writing that sentence; don't know when I will be, if ever, used to saying those words or grow accustomed to her absence. Even as we made all the preparations for her funeral this week (I participated virtually), I kept looking for her, sure that any moment she'd come walking into the living room at Mark's house. The hardest part of all of this is that she really is just--gone. Last night at midnight Singapore time was my mom's funeral. I participated virtually. I thought it might be fitting to post my remarks, mostly just so I have them stored in a place where I can remember what I said and how I've been feeling in the time since her passing.