Hello Chana,
Guess what! My mum is still alive, I am having to put her in a home, and I'm just gutted too. So I can relate a lot to your feelings. This is what grief is all about.
As this is a dementia forum, and Mum has Alzheimers, I thought I would do her the honour of sharing what she would have to say to you today, as you mourne and grieve the wonderful mother you had.
1) And this too shall pass.
2) Talk to her as if she were within reach. Mum knows that Dad was there for her even though he died 20 years ago. Mum once fell and banged her head on the tarmac, it could have happened anywhere, but it happened just outside the window as I was looking out. We both felt Dad had a hand in ensuring a safe place to injure herself. Once when things were bad for Mum and she was very low, she 'found' his walking stick in the sunroom.... no explanation but he had been dead for about 6 years. She felt he was telling her to "Lean on me." The stories are numerous, but I think you will get the gist. Your Mum is there for you, in death as in life. Why would a wonderful mother stop caring for you?
So, Chana, talk to her. Tell her how much you love her. How you miss her. You never know, you may just feel she hears you.
3) Here is a poem that gave Mum so much comfort.
All Is Well
Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Put no difference in your tone,
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household world that it always was,
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It it the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,
Just around the corner.
All is well.
Henry Scott Holland
1847-1918
Canon of St Paul 's Cathedral
4) And here is something I found in a book, as I too, try to come to terms with the loss of my mother as she was, each day being claimed a tiny bit more by Alzheimers, and I just don't know how to cope with what is to come:
"You must allow yourself to grieve and you must allow yourself to receive the support of friends. There is nothing wrong with grief; it is a very healthy way of coming to terms with disasters and heartbreak."
I know this won't take the pain away, but it did put grief into a more, shall we say, 'positive' context, for me. I cried when the phone rang. I cried more when I answered it. I cry when I read forum posts. I cry when I see the forms I have to fill in to put her in a home. I cry because I can't afford to keep her at home any more. And suddenly, this sentence from a book, made it seem like a "very healthy way" of coping with overwhelming sadness.
5) And right now, do something mindfully. I know mindfulness is a buzz word right now. But I find it can help let other feelings and sensations be experienced, besides those of grief, that is. For example, make yourself a hot, comforting cup of tea. And drink it mindfully. By that, I mean drink it with utter concentration, tune your whole awareness into the process of drinking tea. Notice the heat of the cup. Notice the steam rising. Observe yourself as you take a sip. Notice all the movements and actions/reactions necessary just to take a sip. And swallow. Notice everything about the tea drinking process. Don't judge, just experience. Sometimes this helps me to shift my heavy emotions to the side for a bit.
Bless you. It is an honour to correspond with you, as I know you did love your Mum. If in dount, ever, just read your own post. What a wonderful tribute to a mother-daughter relationship.
Hugs from France