Since Bob's passing in late May, Sheri has found herself sitting in her apartment starring at.. well nothing. She doesn't know what she suppose to do with her so called free time. It is like her brain still thinks the boys need her. She cant start projects because her brain still thinks the phone might ring. She can't participate in group commitments, she thinks she wants to but then she she just can't. She is not looking for sympathy, or advice, she knows this is just part of the grief process. She just wants others to know they are not alone, if they have been, or are where she is.
I Was Admitted into A Memory Care Unit
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