For the last two and a half years I was my daughter's caretaker. My daughter passed away on November 27, 2007, from cervical cancer. She was 39 and a single parent. I was blessed with assisting my daughter in raising my granddaughter from the age of four. She is now 19. I am having trouble sleeping and eating. The other day I was doing some things around the house and I became very worried that my daughter was running out of her pain medicine and I felt like I needed to check it. I then realized she was gone. I'm having trouble making the transition to no longer being the caretaker. My granddaughter had a very difficult time, and I'm trying to be the best support I can be for her, but I think she is being more supportive of me. I have no energy and can't seem to move forward. I did create a memorial site for my daughter, and the comments have been helpful, but I still feel lost.
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