Thank you Barb, and to everyone else who has replied. It's been 5 weeks and 3 days and I still feel like it's a bad dream. I read in another post where Elbykitty wrote that when her Mom died she felt that if she could die of a broken heart she would. I feel the same way. I know it could have been worse, she could have gotten some long drawn out sickness and suffered, and I'm grateful she didn't, but it doesn't change the fact that she's not here with me. I still haven't gone back to her house yet, I guess there's plenty of time for that. I just feel so lost and lonely, and can't believe this actually happened to me. I go to sleep every night with the image of her laying in her bed and wake up with it every morning. My kids do ok during the day, but at night when their minds slow down they cry for their Gramma. I don't know what to do. I went to counseling, but why should I pay someone to tell me everything I'm feeling is normal? Maybe a support group would be better. But thank you all again for your thoughts and prayers, I really need them.