Today we found out the cause of my mother's death.
Hopefully this will be the last time I ever have to go to that Mortuary.

My mother died of Hepatic Necrosis.
It's upsetting, because her death could have been prevented.
But liver disease runs on my mother's side of the family.

Her birthday was early this month.
The family got together and had dinner, and we wrote love notes on balloons and let them go in the sky.

It's still hard, but getting easier everyday.

I know she's dead, I haven't spoken to her in months, her urn is sitting on a shelf, I wear a necklace with her ashes in it, I held her death certificate in my hands today... But it still doesn't feel real.

Maybe now that we know how she died, we can finally have closure.