Three months

[greatbear]

Today marks three months since Mom died. In some ways, dealing with it has gotten easier, but in others - deeper, more personal - it's no easier, or getting worse. It feels like yesterday, but at the same time it's been the longest three months of my life.

Comments

[thetarnishedowl.livejournal.com]

Yep.

[quirkstreet.livejournal.com]

I wish I could give you a hug in person.

[furr-a-bruin.livejournal.com]

I know exactly what you mean... and it's been nearly 8 years since my mom died. It does get gradually easier to handle over the years... but I think the only thing that could hurt worse than losing a beloved parent is a parent losing a child.

[barak.livejournal.com]

Its been over 10 years since my mom died. Every day I miss her, but each day, I get a little more used to the fact that she's gone. The missing her part never goes away, but with time, you get accustomed to carrying that around.

*hugs*

[danthered.livejournal.com]

I empathise with you, Phil. There isn't a day I don't think sadly of my father, nearly 7 years on.

Sending you hugs...

[kymutt.livejournal.com]

I wish I knew what else I could say or do, except *bearhugs*...

[beartech420.livejournal.com]

My Dad passed away about 3 1/2 years ago, after 10 years of bad health, so to me and my family during those 10 years it was like he died 7 or 8 times. And during those 10 years I just remember the wonderful smile he would always have on his face. That in his decline with his body failing in all sorts of ways his spirit was just so upbeat and he was optomistic about himself and concerned about others. When I think about him now I just remember how my Dad just an average guy was able during his life love so many people. I miss him but when I remember him, there are just these good memories. Not the pain or the chronic illness for 10 years, just the level of love he was able to give during his 85 years.

Phil I know your in pain losing someone so dear and no way can I say or do anything to get rid of that pain. But remember all the unselfish loving moments that a mother's love is. And how blessed you are to be filled with those moments in your life.
Wish I could give you a big hug in person.
best regards,
pete

[beastbriskett.livejournal.com]

I'm glad that you're putting your thoughts about your Mother here. It's part of the process, and we are all here to help in any way we can.

[notdefined.livejournal.com]

Phil, don't be afraid that you will forget, that will never happen. It has been 21 years since my father died and even now, I have moments when I say, "I wish my dad could see me now", or "My father would have loved to hear this" or FINALLY I think my father would be proud of me. I miss my father terribly, sometimes so much it moves me to tears. But, I am my father's son, he continues to live through me and I could not do the things I do if it were not for the lessons I learned from his life. I try my best to honor him every day and remember the ever so English mannerisms about him that tried to manifest themselves in humor. Life is a transition, much of which we just do not and never will understand, but during the time that we share common space, we should do as much for each other and share whatever joy we can find. You did this with your mother, now you much sit back and reap the rewards of the memories, all the while thinking of how you can honor her by continuing to grow and thrive. Use what she taught you for the intended purpose. When you do, your connection will be reestablished. HUGS!!!

[baeritone.livejournal.com]

*hug* To gain distance on a tragedy is to understand the enormity of it. You'll make it through, Phil, and in the meantime, know we love you.

Hey, I'd love to talk to you. E-mail your ph# to me, if you like the idea. baeritone@hotmail.com

[greatbearmd.livejournal.com]

I've discovered that many have been through the same thing as I have, each handling it differently. There is a comfort in reading how others deal with their losses, and sharing amongst each other can sometimes help us cope in various ways. If nothing else, it shows that we are not alone, not the only ones coping with such tragedies, and that there can be a light at the end of some pretty dark tunnels.

Welcome to my LJ!