tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062777672434332413.post8341912622143533885..comments2024-03-04T02:43:55.369-08:00Comments on Learning to Hope: Entering Widowhood: The In-Betweensscotvixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03934172691552719646noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062777672434332413.post-79191177336682049832013-04-18T19:01:14.108-07:002013-04-18T19:01:14.108-07:00"Moving on" after six months to a year s..."Moving on" after six months to a year seems completely and utterly ridiculous to me, and I've never even lost anyone very close. I feel like at least a year is needed just to get past the most bone-crushing grief, let alone "move on," whatever that may mean. I know the first year was the hardest for me (so far) after my mom was diagnosed with dementia, though that could change.Marcyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03334283552080882052noreply@blogger.com