Just to let you know
My mother died peacefully early Thursday morning.
My mother died peacefully early Thursday morning.
[...] I’m trying to get back into some sort of routine, it’s my second day back at work after being off 10 or so days since my mother died. Except for forgetting pretty much everything I need for work (beeper, phone, bank card, jewelry), it’s going pretty well. [...]
[...] Well, then. Let’s try this again. [...]
[...] I went to my mother’s former place of business yesterday. It was my first time there since she died last month. I was there with a friend of hers, and, I was fine until I went to the area where her office used to be, it kind of took me by suprise. But, we were there for good reasons, as an annual event there is going to be named after my mother. Pretty cool, huh? [...]
[...] First, they have planned well. My parents are/were by no means wealthy, but, good financial planning has been everything since my mother became ill. They have always been properly insured and contributed to pensions and retirement accounts as well as modest investments, etc. [...]
[...] With the holiday season coming up quickly, I know that this time of year might be hard since my mother died. [...]
[...] The message was for him to make sure to tell me that she was calling about their regular lunch and to assure me that she wasn’t just some lady calling an eligible (if you are new to these parts, my mother died in July) man. Heh, it never even crossed my mind until she said it. [...]
[...] It’s taken my father and me this long to get to some semblance of a normal routine since my mother’s death in July, and, his subsequent back problems, surgery and recovery. [...]
[...] I’ve tried several times to write about the first holiday season without my mother. But, for some reason, the words don’t come out when I sit down to type. It’s not that I’m overcome with grief or anything, it’s just that it’s all so weird to have to find a new “rhythm” if you will. [...]
[...] Even though people will claim it’s just the “signs of aging” that people want to fight, it is, in a way, disturbing to me in light of my recent experiences with my parents. Though it’s important to look your best (something I apparently forgot, today) do we forget that we are all aging every day? Though I do joke about it sometimes, why is that a bad thing? [...]
[...] For the past few years, I have been in charge of Christmas for our family. My tenure actually began before my mother’s health declined. I’d like to say that it represented some sort of ceremonial “changing of the guard” or something, but, honestly, I think she just didn’t want to fool with it anymore. [...]
[...] Since my mother died (it’s been 5 months, can you believe it?), it’s up to me to figure out who I need to add to my Christmas card list. My dad prepared his Christmas cards on his own, but, well, he’s a boy and I have to figure out the fine details of who some of these people are, and, most importantly, who gets pictures of my kids in their cards. [...]
[...] Christmas preparation didn’t leave much time for me to think about facing the first one without my mother. I have to admit, it was a little harder than I thought it would be, and, it hit me rather abruptly. [...]
[...] I was fortunate (?) enough to care for my mother here in town, and, I have never had to support anyone who was a caregiver when I was away. But, as an only child with no extended family, in, or out of town, I can speak to what kind of help I would have liked. Though physical presence in a care giving situation doesn’t always translate into actual assistance (*cough* my BIL when my FIL was dying *cough*), I have to be honest, physical presence sure does help. However, the fact is that people don’t always live close to their aging relatives, yet, they want to help the person doing hands-on care. [...]
[...] When my mother was sick, I spent a lot of time worrying about various scenarios, and outcomes. It’s just the way I am. Each time I’d get myself worked up about something, my husband would try to help me remember that, “whatever happens, happens.” When I really worked at it, this brought me comfort. [...]
[...] My mother was an avid crossword puzzle fan. She did them all my life, and, even took them with her on multiple emergency room visits after she became ill. The New York Times puzzles gave her very little trouble, she could do them all. As a matter of fact, the way that I knew her cancer had taken a turn for the worse was when she no longer had interest in them. [...]
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[...] Today marks 6 months since my mother died. [...]
[...] My uncle is about 10 hours away, so, we just have to rely on what we hear right now. If anything happens, we will have to go there, since my father is the executor of the will. If you are new around here, my mother died, 6 months ago, after a 3 year battle with cancer. Immediately after that, my dad had back problems, and, was in a wheelchair for a couple of months, and, he had surgery. [...]
[...] I never told you a lot about my mother’s death, but, actually, it was pretty amazing, as far as these things go, and, since the b5 Media Family and Relationships Channel’s Blog Carnival theme is “love”, I figured this was as good of a time as any to tell you about it. She was very ill with lung cancer, but, she was the one who gave us an amazing gift of love: she scheduled her own death for us, I’m sure with the assistance of whatever divine force you want to insert here. Weird, eh? [...]
[...] My benefit hours balance was just recovering from having had my youngest child, when, my mother got sick, and, my dad had surgery, and, I had to use all the hours, and, then some, all over again. So, now I’m back to having to decide if I can afford to take time off for something, or, if I should leave those hours in case someone gets sick. [...]
[...] is/would have been (what is the proper terminology, here?) my mother’s 72nd [...]
[...] They have all been very good to me, but, one thing I’ve noticed is that the topic of my mother is coming up less frequently when we are [...]
[...] I forgot to write about the first anniversary (July 20th) of my mother’s death [...]
[...] I look back on my mother’s illness and death, I both marvel and shudder at the logistics that were involved in caring for [...]
Even though it was expected I’m sure it is not easy. My thoughts are with you and your family.
I’m so sorry… thinking of you.
I’m sorry for your loss.
This is one of those posts that stops you cold. I’ve been semi-randomly searching for family and relationship blogs that might be similar to mine, and then to run across your news … what a show stopper. This has to be a hard time for you and your family. My condolences.
I am so sorry. My thoughts are with you.
Elizabeth,
Thinking of you and yours.
My first blog surf and like Dr. McAlister said above, your blog stopped me cold. We had my mother with us for 8 months at which time we also had custody of two grandchildren. It was tough and sometimes I felt overwhelmed. The kids went back home to their Mama and my mother died on Memorial Day which would also have been her 58th wedding anniversary. The house is quiet, Mom’s room is empty and now it is time for ‘me’ and I have no idea who I am. I ’see’ my mother dancing in heaven. My heart reaches out to you in your loss - now find time for ‘you’ Elizabeth. God bless you!
So sorry. She’s at peace now. So sad.
Words fail at times like these. Prayers will be said for you and your family.