I Do My Grieving in the Mornings

My mom died, unexpectedly, Thursday March 23, 2023. The day before my brother, Mark, had called to tell me she wasn't going to make it. I booked a flight from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada and flew to Qualicum Beach, BC, Canada the next day. My brother picked me up from the airport and we went straight to the hospital. I walked into my mom's room and told her she is a great mom. She said, "I know." It was funny!

This is my first experience moving through a loss like this. I started making photographs every time I had a feeling or a memory about my mom. I run very early in the mornings, and often feel like my mom is with me when I’m running. As such, I tend to do my grieving in the mornings.