I called my Mom and said lightheartedly, "I want my Mommie." Having just lost a pet and facing the process of cremation for the very first time, I feel vulnerable and sad. My "natural instincts" kicked in and I WANTED MY MOMMIE. She didn't understand why. I explained that Mom's are supposed to comfort their kids. Her reply to that? "That's when they are little." I retorted back, "No. Actually it's until death us do part."
I could sense that I was not going to get the comfort I was seeking, so I dropped the subject.
But I still need a HUG.
You guys are nice. Maybe someone here will send me some compassion and kindness.
She get's cremated in the morning.
:-(