You have been through the pain of caregiving a loved one and they have passed. So as not to relive the recent pain of caregiving those last days, THIS THREAD IS FOR YOU. To express yourself; be supported by others who have lost their parent, spouse, friend, loved one. A caregiver's grieving and recovering post. If ever you just want to sign in without saying something, put three xxx or three ..., then click post, someone will know you were here, on your special thread, it's yours to say whatever you want. You can even honor your Mom's memory by posting about her.
The adoring Love We all shared with Our beautiful Parents Who became Our best Friends, and Who We Cared for in the last years of their long and wonderful Lives. Since my Father died 29 years before Mom, Mother became Mom & Dad to me. She was the One I'd always turn to for consul, and Who had such great wisdom, and had a very balanced view of Life. As We grew closer We became best Friends. We were really like Husband & Wife as We were always together socially, and We always went on holidays together. Mom was beautiful company and I miss Her sense of humour, and loud Hearhy Laugh, She was great fun. I never knew any Person Who could match their code of dress better than Mom, although Mother always drew my at tension to Ricki Fowler the American Golfer when We watched the golf on Tv, and Mom would say " look at Ricki Fowler the beautiful matching colour as the peak of His cap would be purple, also His belt and the souls of His shoes, as Mother would have said " He's georgous. We could sit in Our conservatory together for an hour or more and not talk yet feel so comfortable, as Mom might be knitting a cardigan for Her GrandDaughter while I would be reading the News Paper, and how often I remember saying " do You know Mother I was just thinking of ( SOME PERSON ) and Mother would have said " well fancy that " wasn't I just thinking of Him Myself just now. Even though it is almost 8-months since Mother passed on, I miss Her more than words can express and I feel an emptiness inside me. I know that I will never meet any one Who will even resemble Mom. She was beautiful, but I feel Blessed to have had Mom for my Mother and for sharing Our Lives for 56- years. Caring for Mom at home for the last three years of Her Life was never a chore or a sacrifice for me, no it was an honour because I Loved My Mother. The home We shared is just a house now, since it has lost its Soul. Yes Mom was the Heart beat of Our Family, and the pulse of Our Lived. There is an eery silence about the house now, and I can even hear the kitchen wall clock ticking as I script this post, that's a sound I never heard before. But I do feel Blessed, because Mom's greatest gift to me is my Faith as I talk to Mother every night through my Prayers, and I believe if I Lead a good and Holy Life, I will meet Mother again on the other Side.
It is still too raw for me to write about her and so, I shall leave that for another visit to this thread.
Thank you.
I feel your Love,but I don't see you and I miss your sweet,little face So much.I'd give anything for one more day with You.Give Dad a big hug from me.
Love, from Send
This time of year is the hardest for people who have lost loved ones Lucky. Just try to think of your Mom fondly and cry if you want to. I get watery eyes quite a bit these days. But somehow when I am feeling the sadness for her, it makes me feel close to her too in a weird kind of way.
Take care Lu!
Too young to die, age 26.
my letter to him would simply says " suck balls " .
thats man / son talk that means everything but what you might think .
Those beautiful hands......
Decorated cupcakes for school and Halloween
Picked me up when I fell down
Changed my diapers
Nursed me back to health,over & over
Sewed the most beautiful clothes for me
Cooked the best meals & mainly best desserts
Made candies remembered by everyone
Did beautiful needlepoint & embroidery
Cleaned & made our house a home
Played dolls with me
Taught me to hold a book & read to me
Rubbed my back
Curled my hair and tied my bows
Held mine and made me feel safe and loved
Clapped for me
Drove me to my marimba lessons
Did crafts with my Girl Scout troup & helped me with Tiny Tots
Wrote me letters when I was far from home
Wrapped my wonderful Birthday gifts
Rode a bike to Springfield Lake and back home
Priced tags to sell our stuff we collected as"sh%t search'n sisters
Carried me to bed
Stroked my forhead and tucked me in
Performed "Charlotte" the spider in "Charlotte's Web"
Drove my friends and I around town
Wiped my tears away
Rocked me to sleep
Prayed for me and with me
Comforted me in troubled times
Dressed me for church
Loved me
Thank you Mother
I love you
I wish you could comfort me.
everyone hated(s) me because I was your favorite.
I am sorry i didnt protect you from her.
You gave me all of you, and I gave all of me to you.
You trusted me and me only.
I am sorry I didnt protect you.
Now that it's been a few months, I feel the grief is more profound. Her birthday has passed, and holidays are hard I'm coming to see. I miss her terribly and it's really settled in that she's gone. Even in my grief though, I still am thankful the Lord took her, rather than for her to suffer long. Several weeks after the funeral, I was sleep and saw her approach me and blow in my ear, something she used to do when I was a kid. It was her body but it wasn't. It was like she glided over to me. It felt so real I woke up and sat up in the bed. At the time it freaked me out, but now it brings me some comfort.
I try to look at old photos and other times before she got sick, as not to get caught in no man's land too long, and focus too much on the last few years. Her life was much more than that and worthy of the space in my head to think on those things. It doesn't make the grief go away, no, but even in the grief are times of smiling and joy over her life to make it more bearable. God bless you all for the love in your hearts.