After much reading and a lot of concern, I think, after 18 months since my mother’s passing, I am slowly coming out of the “Depression and Detachment” phase. I am finally reaching out to friends. Accepted some dinner dates and am hoping to find meaning in my life. I miss my mother so much. I am barely able to look back and smile at the life we shared, but still with a deep sadness. I do think that I was fortunate to have had such a close relationship with my mother and am happy she was on Earth as long as she was. One of the last things she said to me was, “I don’t have to worry about you anymore.” Maybe that’s when she decided heaven was a better place for her. I miss her so much, this is indeed the deepest heartbreak.