What a stupid question. At least that is what I thought when my Aunt asked me that. Why would I tell my dead mother? She can’t hear me. She is gone. But instead of saying all of that, I just answered with “I think she already knows”.
I guess a part of me needs to help keep my mother’s memory alive by acting like she is still here and is still my mom. And I need to help keep her alive for my aunt, and my brother, and my nephew.
So was that a stupid question, no. And yet, what my aunt asked me about I still have not told my mom. Because if she is watching over us and is listening, I know she knows. And I know that telling her in real life would have been so hard, so telling her in “not real life” is just as hard.
Where do I go from here? Do I tell mom things? Can I tell her things? I don’t know.