I read the thread, "things that catch you...." and so much of it resonates with me, especially LazySusan and Increasingly's posts.
The 'firsts' have been hard. DM died last year, a month before Xmas. I was dreading Xmas as I have no kids or siblings. Arsehole DP left me on my own at Xmas ( posted about this then), we don't live together, but I survived due to the brilliant support of my friends, MN and a few bottles of wine
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I have been getting on with life but did have mini melt downs on Mother's day and DM 's birthday in October.
Next week is the anniversary of her death and already dreading it. I expect I shall visit the grave with some flowers.
I naively thought there was a point when you stopped missing the person. I have now had the crushing realisation that there will always be an 'absence' in my life.
I seem to miss DM mostly when DP is misbehaving - I guess it's the loss of that unconditional love which only mothers give. The past year I have totally lacked motivation and enthusiasm but I had to force myself to get my ass into gear as I had a big business project to get going.
I have also been thinking a lot about my childhood and the stuff I did with DM. Is this normal? All the people we knew, the places we went, things we did - all those memories have died with her because they are meaningless to anyone else. 
I am trying to look forward positively and plan a different life for myself eg getting fitter. I know I am lucky in many ways. DM wanted me to be happy. But honestly, grief is really really shit isn't it?
On another note, AIBU to actually want to spend this Xmas away from DP and his kids?