http://www.recover-from-grief.com/7-stages-of-grief.html Boy is this true for me. One day (or minute) I'm fine, then I'm sad, then I'm mad at my difficult child, then I'm thinking about the past...what could have been done differently. If only I only had to go through these stages once and be done with it. Unfortunately it's a vicious cycle, it doesn't end. Although with time, I stay in acceptance more than ever, I still go back to the other stages. Often. Good example of what can set me off...I had texted my son that he had mail at the house. A few days later he called me while I was at work to ask if it was ok if he went into the house to get his mail, that his sister was home. I thought, wow, he's calling first, asking for permission, progress. Later that day, when I see my daughter (who I should mention has Down syndrome) I say, hey, so you saw your brother today? She says, yes mom, he scared me. I'm like, what? She tells me her dog was barking so she came down stairs to see what she was barking about and found her brother hiding in the shower. So...he wasn't calling to ask for permission to go in the house, he was covering his tracks, not sure if his sister would mention it to me or not? Anger. Disbelief. Will it ever end? Thanks for listening, everyone. Happy Monday!