Grieving the loss of a parent

My Mom was always there for me.  Every so often I find myself randomly thinking out of habit “I should call Mom,” and no sooner does the thought enter my mind then I remember that I can’t do that anymore.

After the initial shock and grief wears off, the reality of the situation eventually sets in, and – frankly – it fucking hurts.  I miss her so much.

But as much as I miss her, I’m glad she’s no longer in pain.  And I know she’s still always there for me.  Just not in the same way as before.