More Mail, More Memories

It was a tough day for mom today. She received dad’s SS information and some other mail that was addressed directly to him. The magazines don’t seem to bother her that much, after all, they both read them. It was only a matter of who filled out the card as to who it was addressed to.

The SS information was a close one though. She had gotten hers just yesterday. It had been properly addressed to this house(do you hear that, People PC?) but his was addressed to the old house. I think that stung a little.

I guess that becoming a widow is a myriad of small things that just keep reminding you that you are not married anymore and your spouse’s history stopped the day he died. Just when  you think that you can go on, you get another dig, another reminder, that he is not with you anymore.

I read a post that struck me as meaningful for my mom. Anna, at Widow’s Quest, wrote 6 Tips on Dealing with Loneliness, Although it may seem hard for someone to imagine, mom is lonley beyond words. She lives with a roudy bunch of hooligans, and two adults, but she is still lonely. She misses the silence of her life with dad. She misses the long days with little to do, the scheduling of every minute and the knowledge of what was going to happen each and every day.

I gave her an extra hug today. We went to town and she got to do this and that, even buying a book. Quite a feat for a woman who stays inside 95%  of the time.

I think mom just needs a little more understanding on days when the mail brings such strong memories.