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Okay, so, this isn't the only place I'll talk about it. It being my mother's recent death. I met with a bereavement counselor this week and it was really great. She's also a social worker. She offered to see me again next week. I went to work after seeing her, I hadn't cried off that much make-up, I was impressed with myself. I served lunch and checked voicemail, after an hour and a half I left. I came home, Adam and I talked, I cried some more, it was good.

I've been thinking that I ought to make a grief bag to keep in my purse, with some tissues, make-up remover and some powder and mascara. So I'll be prepared everywhere I go. I posted on a message board about how I was so excited for spring, that I was tired of keeping tissues in my purse. Now my nose will run for different reasons. Oy vey.

I found a Meet Up group of Motherless Daughters in Manhattan. WOW! How cool is that? I may also go to a "drop-in" group next week, after speaking with another bereavement counselor at another hospice agency. I feel like I'm double-dipping. I kinda like it.

I'm getting used to hearing myself say "motherless daughter". It's so empty.