Judy Roll

My mother loss began at birth. My maternal grandmother died 10 months before my birth and WWII began 6 weeks after my birth. The world was in turmoil and my mom was grieving. After the war our family was stable until I was 10, when my father became critically ill following a botched surgery. Four surgeries and 3 years later, life was once again normal. My mother died from a ruptured aneurism when she was 67 and I was 44. It was 4 months after my divorce. She was the main part of my support system, and I struggled to understand was I was grieving the death of my mom or my marriage.