She was old and ill. It was a dignified death. I loved my mum.
But I just don't feel anything. The occasional moment of sadness when I remember I don't have to telephone her to remind her to be cautious in this Omicron wave.
What's wrong with me? I don't have feelings of disbelief or anything. I know and accept she's dead.
Her funeral is delayed because of Covid cases in the family. Perhaps the funeral will jolt me. But I feel like I'm some sort of unfeeling moo, carrying on as normal.