Shellshock

I last posted nearly six months ago to the day, which seems incredible, since it feels like a matter of only a few weeks. Frankly I have been in shellshock since that time. I sounded pretty insoucient on September 26, but the unremitting market turmoil gradually chipped away my candy coating, and now I’m melting down like all the other M&Ms in the bag.

I suffered a huge personal loss during this time too, the sudden death of my mother. Though 89, she was in good health and her death was abrupt and shocking. I am resigned on nearly every level — we had a long and wonderful relationship, and I’m so glad she did not suffer — but I think of her and miss her constantly.

Handling her estate and emptying her apartment in a distant city has consumed much of my energy over the past few months. It’s a process, I find, that you can move through numbly, almost disbelieving it’s happening! Such is the dissociative power of the grieving mind.

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