Mom died March 1. Today, I got the Medicare summary

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9. I finished with my Mom's Medicaid summary

a few months ago, and then got a "How did we do" survey from the National Cemetery where she was buried next to my Mom, along with a map to where their graves are located. I don't know why, but that one hit me the hardest. The Medicaid survey was the scariest, as they threatened all kinds of stuff if it wasn't filled out properly and correctly. But seeing the placement of the gravesite sent me into tears for a while. I still can't believe she's gone, and I'm having a hard time realizing I'm the eldest in the entire family now. The last few nights, I've felt Mom's absence almost like it's a physical thing. Life's been really hard lately, and I really just wanted to rest in her arms for a few minutes of feeling like "it's going to be okay." I don't think we ever outgrow the need for our Moms.

My condolences to you, Maeve. Feels like you've got this handled, even if it does tug the heart hard.