So sorry Mal. It's been over 10 years since I lost my parents, and I still grieve for them and miss them. It is MUCH easier now. That first year I was a walking zombie. And the dreams were almost unbearable that first year. But I want to give you hope, by telling you that the pain will ease through time.
My prayers for all of you that have lost either parents friends!!
This week the VP came to work after the funeral of his best friend, he looked it.
My parents gave me so much opportunity my whole life!! My dad was a real estate investor, my Mom a bookkeeper when I was young.
I have a fantastic job starting Monday, I am so thankful for everyone that has helped me succeed in life!!
That is what I Wrote about them both at the Time...
Anyway, Thought I'd Share some of my History on Loss, since it's Heavy on me right now.
peace...
Mal,
My heart goes out to you. I know only too well the pain you are talking about. This December it will be 6 years since I lost my Mom and it was just 5 years since I lost my Dad. I lost both of them within 8 months of each other and it was without a doubt the worst time of my life. I was not even in the same zip code mentally that the rest of my family was in. That loss coupled with the loss of my Grandma right as the 2nd anniversary of my Dad's passing only deepened the loss for me.
When I got to the 3rd anniversary of my Dad's passing, I had my priest say a Mass for him on what would have been his 69th birthday. That Mass really helped me to lay my Dad to rest. It also provided some closure for my Grandma and my Mom as well. I finally got to the point that I didn't break down and cry every time I talked about them or just thought about them
It is truly the hardest thing next to losing a child I suppose. That is a road I don't even think I would want to contemplate. My Grandma had to bury my Dad. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, when I walked her into the funeral home where my Dad's viewing was and up to his casket. Emotionally I don't remember much of what transpired from that point on. There are bits and pieces I remember, but not much else. I don't even remember the ride to the cemetary. My kids have at times told me things and I look at them like a deer caught in the headlights because I literally have no memory about that day. I guess the brain is a wonderful thing in that if something is too painful it just shuts itself down so that you don't feel any further pain.
My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family. I will remember you and your family this weekend when I go to Mass.
The pictures are wonderful. I not only think of my mother ALL the time, but I talk to her too! Her birthday was a few weeks ago, and I know the cemetery workers were staring at me mouths agape as I sang to her in the middle of a storm. That said, I think it is a WONDERFUL testiment to lives well lived when those who remain here miss them as much as so many of us do. My mother was only 74 when she died, but I was at her side and I thought two things: First that she was truly at peace now instead of hooked up to hospital machinery, and second that this is where I would be in 25 years and so I better make every moment count and create memories with others that they will think about fondly after I'm gone. This is what we have, and each day we're alive is quite miraculous, each breath in fact.
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My heart goes out to you. I know only too well the pain you are talking about. This December it will be 6 years since I lost my Mom and it was just 5 years since I lost my Dad. I lost both of them within 8 months of each other and it was without a doubt the worst time of my life. I was not even in the same zip code mentally that the rest of my family was in. That loss coupled with the loss of my Grandma right as the 2nd anniversary of my Dad's passing only deepened the loss for me.
When I got to the 3rd anniversary of my Dad's passing, I had my priest say a Mass for him on what would have been his 69th birthday. That Mass really helped me to lay my Dad to rest. It also provided some closure for my Grandma and my Mom as well. I finally got to the point that I didn't break down and cry every time I talked about them or just thought about them
It is truly the hardest thing next to losing a child I suppose. That is a road I don't even think I would want to contemplate. My Grandma had to bury my Dad. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, when I walked her into the funeral home where my Dad's viewing was and up to his casket. Emotionally I don't remember much of what transpired from that point on. There are bits and pieces I remember, but not much else. I don't even remember the ride to the cemetary. My kids have at times told me things and I look at them like a deer caught in the headlights because I literally have no memory about that day. I guess the brain is a wonderful thing in that if something is too painful it just shuts itself down so that you don't feel any further pain.
My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family. I will remember you and your family this weekend when I go to Mass.
God bless you.
Thank you... And I am Sorry for your Loss.
peace...
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It's been over 10 years since I lost my parents, and I still grieve for them and miss them. It is MUCH easier now. That first year I was a walking zombie. And the dreams were almost unbearable that first year. But I want to give you hope, by telling you that the pain will ease through time.
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