What's up, blog?  I haven't written in a while, but this time I have a pretty good reason.  You know how I titled my last entry 'The worst thing ever'?  Well, about a week later, I found out that wasn't the worst thing ever.

My mom died on March 1st.

It wasn't expected, it wasn't suspected. She suddenly died in her sleep, and so far, no one knows why.  I came home from work and found her in her bed.  I don't know if seeing your mother dead and feeling her cold, stiff flesh is the worst thing ever, but it is for me.

I miss her so much. I miss her for the usual reasons someone misses their mom, I guess.  But she was much more to me than my mom.  She was my roommate and my friend.  I miss watching American Idol and talking (arguing) about who was good and who wasn't.  I miss coming home after work and bitching about the traffic.  I miss just sitting down and watching King of Queens and The Simpsons, in what I dubbed 'Family Hour'.

Thankfully, there have been many small graces that have kept me sane.  My coworkers collected money to help with funeral expenses, which I used to pay the rent, because my cousins decided to pay for everything.  My job gave me 40 hours of leave so I could be with my family.  One of my best friends came and visited me during his leave from Iraq.  Small things like that.

My writing has been a great outlet.  It's too intimate to share, but it helps.

Okay, blog. Thanks for listening.