My Mother Died - an introduction

If you've found this, chances are yours did too. I'm not sure what the point of this blog is- is it to help people who have also lost their mothers? Is it to deal with my own un-dealt with grief and other confusing emotions? Is it so I don't forget who she was? Is it to remember who I am?

My mother died, and ever since, I have been a different person. Her death affected my life so completely, so enormously, and I feel like her death has almost as much to do with who I am today as her life. Which is a pretty depressing thing to say, actually. Maybe I'm wrong- I have been known to fall back on dramatic statements like that one- things that are so grand and over-arching and sound so good- but don't really mean anything.

So that's partly why this blog is anonymous. I'm not sending out an email or linking it to my facespace page, or even telling anyone that I'm writing it. It is solely for me, and for you, if you, dear reader, have managed to make your way here.

I had this idea a few nights ago- I'll start a blog, I'll write about how my mom is dead, it'll be great- cathartic! moving! heart-wrenching! And, honestly, probably a bit boring. I plan to write about my mom, her death, her life, my life, my life after her death, etc. etc. - things that mean so much to me but may not resonate with you. But I'm betting some things will.
I hope that the anonymity will allow me to feel absolutely free to write whatever I want without worrying about anyone else's reaction to it. I just need a place to get all this out.

My mother died.